I hear the hounds of hell howling in the distance
I should be frightened
I should run
I stand my ground, inviting death with open arms
I hear them approach closer and closer
I feel the first tear of my flesh
I smile, I welcome the extreme pain
As I'm torn apart, I'm nothing but grateful
The pain from the hell hounds doesn't compare to the pain of life
My ravaged body falls six feet down into the grave I have dug for myself
Finally I'm home, finally I'm free
-DeniseCole
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XdeadXinsideX
22:27 Mar 31 2014
Love it, There is alot of feeling in this. Grat work