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A short poem on the tip of my tongue

19:06 Aug 27 2006
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standing before the gates of hell

my body now an empty shell

reaching out into the flame

so sinfully and without shame

they're calling softly, beckoning me

whispering dreams that can never be

sinking deep into dispair

no longer do I really care


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