Poetry.

In the deepest hell bound hole… A small ray of sunshine comes through to let you know the end is near. The feeling of heaviness meets your chest and takes hold of the deepest thoughts…The memories of home and loved ones makes you want to vomit… Suddenly a thought pops into your head that you have no clue where you are or how you got there in the first place what is this black hole? Who was the menace that put you here? The truth pops though and you realize it was your own mistakes. Your own choices that put you so far away from the world and civilization… Now your soul is in the hands of satin…The piercing heaviness moves to your throat. Then and only then is it realized that it is no needle, ‘twas the sharp nail of the hell king. All of the rapidly this nightmare ends and you jolt awake… Was this a image of what is to come… Or what is to be avoided….. You decide.

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