Last Dance

Alternate title: Gallow's Calling

A drop, a snap,

and swinging there.

A pause, a stumble,

this isn't fair.

I fall toward the floor,

all eyes on me.

I hang my head low,

I can't plant my feet.

I am in suspense,

my face changes color.

The lights then dim,

and soon it's all over.

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