Hell Awaits
Slate gray
hangs over hell.
Glowing softly,
hotter than mortal souls,
the Inferno’s harsh landscape
beckons all.
Beware
jagged landscapes
barren of life,
there lies the maw of hell
its breath poisoning the world
as it waits.
Brittany Reynolds
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10/27/12
Copyright © Brittany Reynolds | Year Posted 2012
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