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I'm fighting my demons as they rip at my soul exorcising their presence with hot burning coals Constant reminders of all that I am no room for mercy, they don't give a **** Lashes and whips, barbed wire and chain repeating their litany defining insane They'll not desist in my tortured sick mind they wheedle and poke, every sin that they find For eternity and more, eyes glazed in the pain burned on hell's pillars, again, and again
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 10:21 AM UTC
Hell hath no fury
I'm fighting my demons as they rip at my soul exorcising their presence with hot burning coals Constant reminders of all that I am no room for mercy, they don't give a **** Lashes and whips, barbed wire and chain repeating their litany defining insane They'll not desist in my tortured sick mind they wheedle and poke, every sin that they find For eternity and more, eyes glazed in the pain burned on hell's pillars, again, and again
Just a thought, if hell is really forever, wouldn't it get boring? :/ I'm sure my hell involves a non-moving highway full of drivers with cell phones stuck to their heads ;D
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 10:21 AM UTC
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