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Please hold me one last time.
Today is the last I see of you.
My punishment is for our crime.
Whatever I may say is probably not true.
You know as well as I
They control future and past.
For now I must die
And these words are my last.
I see you flailing in pain.
I scream through broken teeth.
We can only hope to be slain
For love is our only belief.
And now as I sit on the floor.
Alone on a slippery slope.
It is the year nineteen eighty-four
And the proles are our only hope.
We saw through the lies.
They're now in my head.
And through all the cries.
We are the dead.
- Title: Thoughtcrime
- Artist: Tagga
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Description:
This is based on Orwell's novel 1984, where Julia and Winston are caught by the Thought Police.
I know the last line doesn't sound quite right, but I thought it was the best line to end with.
If you've read the book, you understand why. - Date: 10/23/2009
- Tags: orwell nineteeneightyfour winston thoughtpolice
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