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Dark angel come let me feel your wrath,
Then take me down the road of the physco path.
Iv'e been to Hell in fact, what i trip,
Many lost and sick, and 10 serberice bit.
Sick, Twisted, and far too late,
1,2,3, now onto the forth gate.
Cold and bleeding having to wait,
While many others have a decided fate.
Sitting in this room cold and alone,
With only the smell of rotting bone.
Hell is a trip I'll tell you that,
But once your there..you can't go back.
- by The-Unwanted-Healer |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/09/2009 |
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- Title: Hell.
- Artist: The-Unwanted-Healer
- Description: i wrote this one in May of "09" when mah doggy passed away. She was a good fwiend and after she died it made meh think i was in Hell for the rest of mah life. Hope you leiks it...
- Date: 08/09/2009
- Tags: hell
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- ExplodingPlastic - 09/22/2009
- I leiks it...
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- Bridget g - 08/09/2009
- maybe you should invest in thearapy...
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