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Afterlife Iii: My Descent

I stood at the gates in a daze, consumed by the beauty, and in the haze I heard a voice utter these words: "This is not the land for you, you have not been pure and true, you must repent for the things you have done, and with this, you will be sent to a world of burning flesh and bone" Almost as quickly as it came, I fell from the heavens above, I saw the grove! The garden of Eden and the tree of knowledge! I looked up as I fell at the ledge that I once stood, saw the reaper in his hood, saw the gates growing smaller and smaller, until they became no more, and where I landed I hit with a thud, I looked up and saw a flood, of lava and fire, looks like this is where I must rest, even here I tire of my life I once lived but, I am here with a tear rolling down my face, and without a trace of remorse or sorrow, the reaper joins me and he says, "Life was only one phase, You heard the bell that tolled for you, now I'm here to welcome you to hell"

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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