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I am Dennis. There is nothing else you would ever want to know about me. Thanks for reading.
From my friends Crimson Dead
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Echoing screams of the fallen
Ring in the thick air that fills this void
dark and dim, this callous chill
embraces your fear, and terrifies your mind
Now and forever, eternity is this
lost in this eeriness, in all this grim
amidst black roses, and poison thorns
and rivers of acid, that flood to the brim
The lights are weak, black is impenetrable
rusing the haunting azure to tears, endlessly
with thunder and lightning in sky, unseen
with no shelter for miles, it pours eternally
Corpses pile up on the banks, and there were millions
petty sins quell and cry, skinned alive till they die
the fires are small, and forests abundant
jump from the tree tops in hopes you would fly
Limbo, and what more is left?
the edge of hell in eternal damnation
far away from the devil’s hand
a lovely chance for procrastination.