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This is a poem I wrote for an image challenge. Dark poetry genre. |
Judgment Day Inside these dismal walls, darkness fears the dawning of the shadows. Each sunken room is void of sounds, the pungent air feeds on mans breath, and sin is it’s desired consumption. You must come in alone, stripped of abilities to lie, ready to face the spiritless souls, the keepers of redemption. Bow down you head, and remove your eyes, for there is no need to see what you will feel; the fiery burn of flesh and bones, screams melting from within; inaudible whispers to the ears of saints; an everlasting affair, Welcome to Hells Seduction ~Jade~ 2005 |