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Mar 2014
Crows follow me,
The sky is macabre.
I crave what's not here
Death creeps near..
"The cross is upside down."
"I know my dear."
she thinks I'm stupid?
I should know i put it there.
What's wrong
just feels so right.
tribal war song
"We leave here tonight."
says the angel to my right
He's dressed in all white
"And together we both go into the light"
If its my time to go
its time to go,
Who am i to tell god no?
but the light,
its so bright!
i can't see the Angel anymore..
at the end of the light is a tall bright red door.
With child-like wonder i go to explore
behind the red door,
its a jet black room with no Windows or floors.
just black empty space and nothing more.
Wait there's two red light,
same as the door
but they were getting closer
it was hard to ignore
and as i stared longer ****!
vanished the door
Purgatory,just darkness and nothing more..
but the red lights
they're not bright but they burn
and off in the distance a voice could be heard.....
alebastard jones
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alebastard jones  nunya
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