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The Gates of Hell

The gates of Hell opened wide. Six million souls stepped inside. Beaten. Shot. Starved to death. The words of God still on their breath. Screams of anguish. Cries of pain. Abhorrent laughter of the insane. Mothers beg. Their babies moan. They smell charred flesh and smoldering bone. Cords of bodies in a row. Frozen corps in the snow. Gas clouds creep across the floors. Hinges creek on oven doors. Idle boxcars sit on tracks. Inside lie bodies in gruesome stacks. The S.S. soldiers earn their pay. They stoke the furnaces night and day. To the insidious cruelity Of a madman's hate. Six million Jews met their fate. Remember them! Remember well! Those souls who entered The gates of Hell.

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Date: 1/29/2011 7:21:00 PM
This really spoke to me, you did an amazing job ~love, Jordyn
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