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A short poem on the tip of my tongue19:06 Aug 27 2006
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standing before the gates of hell
my body now an empty shell
reaching out into the flame
so sinfully and without shame
they're calling softly, beckoning me
whispering dreams that can never be
sinking deep into dispair
no longer do I really care
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