Poetry / Dark Poetry

I escaped pergatory I walked throw the vally of the dead crossed the river sticks  and crowded throw the deep dark pitts of hell  just to see the other side of hell were the living dead rezid we’re pashone of heart means nothing to the heartless zombie’s of hell that destroy all things in their wake futal time wasted to save anything for this is hell and all things here die !!!    

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BY FOR NOW

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