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Beezlebub never burns

Beezlebub never burns

Down, down, deeper down where the dreadful Devil does dwell.. yon scorching sea of flames, his holocaust hell.. such a combustion cave, a deathly devouring pyre.. a pandemonium of purgatory, an underworld of fire

Beezlebub never burns as he stands amidst his fiery flames..awaiting his next victim full of sinfuln sadistic games.. a bottomless pit of smoke bellows out from below where this beast shall stand, his skin is blood-curdling red with a trident in his scaley hand

Yet this mephisopheles monster is a brute no man wants to meet..on one’s passageway of afterlife, one needs to beat a retreat..but this will be impossible as one slithers swiftly down, as they drop into an inferno of smouldering embers and drown

Hell has no ladders, not like the stairways to heaven..there is absolutely nothing one can do to make it’s descent light or leaven..so a word of wisdom as one lives one’s life on Earth, avoid negativity with all it’s worth.. try wholeheartedly to be good and never to be rude.. with the luck of the draw one will not become firewood
 

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Jill Tait

Awww Thank you Cherie my love ???

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