Here you will find my musings, most are quite dark and appeal to a select few, if you fall under that category I hope you enjoy what you read, thoughts are welcome
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Friday, 12 July 2013


Deep down, in flesh and bone,
is my own private hell.
One hundred skulls, make my throne,
a place I loath to dwell.

Rancid matter on the walls,
pools of blood, the floor.
Tormented souls, haunt the halls,
and the devil guards the door.

Of this stench I will never be free,
in this prison I must die.
Because the curse you put on me,
said more than just goodbye.

Written Sept 20th 07

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