Hell Bound

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I was bored in history so I wrote this.

Submitted: January 08, 2012

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Submitted: January 08, 2012



Hell Bound


The devil is dead

I took his place

I now wear the devils face

now I am the head

of Hell and all its disgrace


I now have the devils power

his hell now my own

angels away from me have flown

I sit at my throne in Hells tower

Hell decorated, no sticks or stones


Now Hell hath no power over me

cerebus is now my beast

I sit with demons at Hells feast

on my throne I sip sweet tea

this land is mine it is not leased


this Hell is my Hell and my play place

I'm not red I don't have tails

from my fields of Hell I hear wails

the devils mask is my new face

this one win covers all my failures


my new perfume is sulfer scent

home is here in Hell

fire makes it always a good home smell

to get here it took me, now im spent

I became king when the devil fell

I am Hades great god of Hell




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