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Jun 2017
sometimes you enter the maw of the beast;
severed heads lie around still watching,
and you march forth into the bowels of hell
fighting off fears, horrors and demons
own and foreign
for the ultimate prize
taking home the devil
Gabriel burnS
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Gabriel burnS  The Ribcage/ Black Flame
(The Ribcage/ Black Flame)   
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