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poem i wrote.. really bored.......


the darkness had swallowed me whole, i am now in hell...
its as if as it seems the rumors the tales for hell is a firery pit..
its true.. but the devil no where in sight..
i finally found him in a big throne, with souls begging and pleading
and between to him and I...
Death... pure skeleton blood down his ribs.. with his sythe and on a cloak..
and soon enough i worshiped and worked for death... for i am the deaths grin... his minion.. his friend..

its not really a poem sort of... but all well comment on how u like it