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My Version of Hell
Well there’s this place that I see in my dreams, A place full of darkness and ear piercing screams. Screams you have never heard before, Screams so terrifying you won’t want to hear them anymore. They make you want to run; their fear amplifies your own, But you can’t run because this place is now your new home. The only glimpse you have of hell and the terror it imposes Is just for a second, just before the door closes. Believe me it’s not a big party, where everyone’s having a ball, No, it’s like a rubric cube, metal boxes housing the great and the small. In a foetal position you are stuffed in this thick steel square box, With a door that squashes you in, that has a six-digit combination lock. You may believe in the party and see the devil karaoking your favourite song, But it’s stuffed in a small box with loud screams going on and on. At first you pray and plead to God to forgive. But in vain you pray amiss, because you would not believe Then you will question God and ask why? Ending in you cursing, hoping God will let you die. I had a glimpse of this from the glass tube I slid through, Into a darkness so thick you could almost chew.
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