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Him and I
I stare him in the face,
As handsome as the Spruce Tree,
He is taking me to this place,
A place I will never be free.
It is hot never cold,
I hear the desolate screams,
The pain they can not hold,
It just goes deeper, deeper, down it seems.
He will not let me go,
I am stricken with fear,
I see the ground we are getting low,
The screams I can no longer hear.
As I look and he lashes,
We are finally upon the land,
I see nothing but ashes,
In Hell I will stay with no helping hand.
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