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Here I stand.
I’ve watched the barricades fall.
They’ve all died.
I watched it all.
We all fought bravely,
until the end.
And now I stand,
without a friend.
I face my foes
with open eyes.
I know my fate
is that I will die.
The guns are pointed
at my chest.
I know I’m ready
to take my rest.
Before a firing squad,
I stand proud.
I raise my red flag.
It speaks so loud.
I’ve chosen my fate.
I know I did right.
Though I knew I would die,
I still chose to fight.
Though I wasn’t heard,
it may not always be true.
One day my message,
might make it to you.
They’re ready to shoot.
I’ll take each bullet.
I know it’ll hurt,
but still I will do it.
It’s for the right cause.
I did what I could.
I need no applause.
I did what anyone should.
I accept my fate,
so here I stand.
Is it too late,
for someone to take my hand?
