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my personal hell

A heavy stone upon my grave,
Weighs me down to rot away
Sealed in a coffin to face my doom,
And adventure forth into the gloom
There are many evil things here,
Giving the occupants great dispair
The walls are burning and melting you
The pain is great but nothing compared to,
The pain you'll feel when you realize your damned
Forced to live in this barren wasteland
So many things you could have done,to change this around
Now look at you, your a burning clown
But wait theres still a chance,
No my friend,you are the damned
You commited your sins, and must now pay the price
And remeber it starts again at midnight



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