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Mar 2016
Inside all the nook's
And crannies------
I got lost between
A blare uncanny.
A glare streaked
My hair nothing
Would compare
To
This deal of furtune.
A wheel of hot and
Scorching
Flame.    I'd never be the same
Inside the cavity I found myself
Dying, drowning, burning, skin
In flame, eyes were mourning.
Weeping to the crys of other Cry's.
I didint believe at once I was deceived,
Following the educational books from
Mankind. This place was horripilante!
I dreaded with angst, no sidewalks here
Or moons to spare, no money, no malls
Amor, or banks. I scrabbled next to the
corral, and the horde of the horrid, my
Tongue wanted just one drop of water
To pour in. Ayúdame Dios came spewing
From my teeth. Than that's when I awoke
From the hell binding dream. After awaking
Hell all went away, but at the moment I awoke,
I started to choke, thinking today I'll do better,
Today I'll turn to Dios,
If this is my
Last day.
A Lopez
Written by
A Lopez  Mexico city, mexico
(Mexico city, mexico)   
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