There is a place
where demons run free
And angels hide
And Fear looks at you behind sunken eyes.
It is a place thought to be low
many know of it
but few want to go.
Seven layers said Dante
but i say more
Amaranthine, Glorious, Great, giddy, gore.
Eternal suffering,
Everlasting punishment,
make you wonder if you are even sentient.
A place where you pluck out your eyes to see
but hell can be heaven
if you want it to be.
Original Poetry 
December 12th, 2011 at 3:48 am
love it,
moving words, very powerful imagery.
December 12th, 2011 at 12:38 pm
thanks!
December 12th, 2011 at 12:31 pm
Wow…. astonishing words here…
Really makes you think.
December 12th, 2011 at 12:38 pm
thank you
December 12th, 2011 at 3:27 pm
ouch! a philosophical and scary offering! 🙂
enjoy gooseberry day!
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December 12th, 2011 at 4:23 pm
I am glad you enjoyed it kind sir!
December 13th, 2011 at 8:58 pm
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