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Hell Bound Soiree

Hell Bound Soiree

That loud tapping sound you hear
is the desperate congregation
of soon to be fallen angels
dancing on the tip of a spear..

Our view below ain't very clear
but the blast of thermal heat
has a definite furnace feel
one would associate with Apocalypse..

Best spare your sympathy
for this soon to be charred herd
cause our fiery fate is well deserved

For we had many a chance
to gracefully exit
this Hell bound dance
but chose instead
to proceed with the reckless arrogance
of petulant children
oblivious to the consequence
which now consigns we brats
to be forever damned

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sparrowsong

Hello Steve...

That's a funny thing about Chances and Time isn't it?

It's only too late...

When it's too late?

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Ice Queen

 

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Steve Green

Thank you Ice Queen,,, Hope you had a great holiday

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