Entry: What goes to Hell Tuesday, September 20, 2005



What goes to Hell stays in Hell
Or so the story's told
Then why do I keep pulling him out
My heart is growing cold

I wretch with every thought
Every compromise a thrash

Yet still I remain here
With a tattered warrior's sash

Wrapped around my neck
Praying to fall and die
This cold hearted bitch
Should break free and fly

But instead my mind is shattered
My emotions take a dive
As I ponder once again
Hell's compromise

I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him!!!!!!

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