tried

loaded words that struck my core
I tried to shut them out
but bullet by bullet they sank my soul
until mercy stood up for her encore

flat on the slats
my time has come
to bare a beating of guilt and shame
mercy oh mercy show your face
let the onlookers stand to applause

the rope is tight
the hand is ticking
one more bullet is sure to kill
but mercy can only save so much
she needs a saviour, one that will.

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