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Apr 2016
I am the last of the fallen.
I landed upon their shoulders,
Above the burning lake of fire.
I walked their floating corpses,
Like a hellish bridge,
Flames licking at my feet,
Before reaching a land of yet more fire.
And strangely,
I like it here.
Wordfreak
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Wordfreak  23/M/Denver, CO
(23/M/Denver, CO)   
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