Topic: In The Cellar | |
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The hearth light in the cellar,
Reveals the twisted forms, Shadows of humans, Caught in flickering holy book firelight, In flickering blackness, Crackling flame fire furnace, The sweat drenched deformed, Copulate sadistically in the heat, In the dirt and straw of ages, Amongst the hopeless prayers of the deranged, Amongst **** and rats, And the dead bodies of prophets, ****ed and tortured, Discarded like septic rags, No more to trouble man. |
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Nice write....
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Thanks.
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