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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 15, 2018

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Submitted: July 15, 2018



A pit of darkness, pit of fear,

a hole where all or most is lost.

A prison that feeds off your tears

all through the years since souls have crossed.

Locked up, chained up in a cage,

can't get up, nor can I escape.

Filling up with all this rage,

paying for all of your mistakes.

Blood is shed, your soul is torchered,

wounds are made and skin peeled off.

Try to speak, can't say a word,

till darkness spreads, I've had enough.

Hung by chains right from the start,

right before the walls close in.

I'm the target; you're the dart,

strike me once to see my sins.

A pit of black, where souls scream out

from the depths of the abyss.

Sacred spirits of the crowd,

the singeing flesh from the devil's kiss.

Skin tears open while blood pours out.

Fire erupts, the flames ablaze.

Demonic figures roam about.

A living nightmare where Hell takes place.



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