Depths of Hell
By poemguy
depths of hell sure is hot is this your soulthat smolders and wroughtdip your finger in the water come and cool my toungecause my soul burned by the flameto many wrong choices not enough rightsitting in hell alone is a scary sightplease help me hear my crynever come to this place or you will be fried Written September 19th, 2001 © on Sep 19 2001 03:10 PM PST 0 • 1
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"depths of hell sure is hot is this your soulthat smolders and wroughtdip your finger in the water come and cool my toungecause my soul burned by the flameto many wrong choices not enough rightsitting in hell alone is a scary sightplease help me hear my crynever come to this place or you will be fried..."