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Sep 2018
The way to hell
Is open and wide
But there is no tell
What awaits inside

The blood-red fire
Is a blazing burn
But let me tell you, sire
You have no turn

The intensity of the heat
Will leave you ****** and bruised
So sit down in your seat
For thou, you will be transfused

The way to hell
Is open and wide
There is nothing that can outsell
Your own dried eyes
Written by
Lorelei Gill
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