New ~~~Cracks Of Death~~~

In the depth of your own mind perhaps…
Hateful words.
To all humans.
"Go to hell"
So choke on it.
It’s the only thing you will hear down there.
In the depths of your own hell.
The cracks of death.
Spiraling into the ocean.
Burning but so cold.
So choke on it.
It’s the last words you will ever hear from me.

By Rochelle Frechette
Published: 10/13/2006
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