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The Abyss
THE ABYSS The abyss...evokes and fuels Hades enthusiasm, a deep or seemingly bottomless chasm. A slope leads down into the dark abyss, and their delinquent prayers rendered amiss. It's not just a wide or profound difference between people; a gulf or a huge fence, the abyss between these two nations; Earth & Hell are never saintly expeditions. The Abyss... The popular home of a great but fallen Legion. The music of wailing echoes from this region, the regions of hell conceived the bottomless pit. There, damnation has taken a lifetime seat. But we will rave in the defeat of darkness, Infernal abysses do not frighten us, nor the blazes of thunder & fiery flames. Who will miss their reservations; in The Elysian Fields, the final resting place, a home of heroic souls and the virtuous, a land of perfect happiness at Earth's end, on the banks of the Oceanus, there we're forever blessed. But the abyss... Sinking sin stinkers simmeringly sink into hell, faces fried-up & fearfully frozen they fell, as Lucifer summons them deep into the abyss, denying them, forever, the joy of heaven's bliss. Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP} Copyright ©? April 2023.
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