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I'm surrounded by demons, butchers, and ****** menacing, chopping, and down on all fours. They're trying to take away what is rightfully mine; by enticing with goodies that are tasty and fine. My will is weakening, breaking, and now shattered; their voices cajole, promise, and flatter. Dizzily I stumble towards a celebratory fire; and happily climb to the top of my funeral pyre. The flames danced, engulfed, and burned my shell; a s the ancients danced, laughed, and dragged me to hell. My voice grew hoarse from the incessant screaming; as I tried to pinch myself as I knew I was dreaming. Now I'm surrounded by the wretched, weak, and insane; begging for a drink, ice, or a drop of cooling rain. Was it worth falling prey to all those earthly treasures? It depends on your definition of pain and pleasure . For I quite enjoy the brimstone, inferno, and heat; as the Devil chuckles, tortures, and eats ****** meat. A ********* I am, and a ********* I'll remain; I believe I've finally found my heavenly domain.
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC
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I'm surrounded by demons, butchers, and ****** menacing, chopping, and down on all fours. They're trying to take away what is rightfully mine; by enticing with goodies that are tasty and fine. My will is weakening, breaking, and now shattered; their voices cajole, promise, and flatter. Dizzily I stumble towards a celebratory fire; and happily climb to the top of my funeral pyre. The flames danced, engulfed, and burned my shell; a s the ancients danced, laughed, and dragged me to hell. My voice grew hoarse from the incessant screaming; as I tried to pinch myself as I knew I was dreaming. Now I'm surrounded by the wretched, weak, and insane; begging for a drink, ice, or a drop of cooling rain. Was it worth falling prey to all those earthly treasures? It depends on your definition of pain and pleasure . For I quite enjoy the brimstone, inferno, and heat; as the Devil chuckles, tortures, and eats ****** meat. A ********* I am, and a ********* I'll remain; I believe I've finally found my heavenly domain.
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC
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