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Tenebrae 20 Jan 2012 Tag: acceptance

A Until this Hell Hath Frozen

And thus the home I knew so well Was burned to ash in fine farewell. I waived my rites and rituals To humble dogs of hell I made a pact, prenuptial, And thus, the home I knew so well. Bitches bit with gnash of teeth And caught my worn lapel, The sheen of each enamel sheath Was burned...

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