Falling into the pit. Consumed by the shit. Thorns on head. blood running red. nails in hands. Whipped into submission. Damned to perdition. No blessings to count. So much inner doubt. Hated by the people. impaled by their steeple. No light at the end of the tunnel.  Engulfed in flames.  In bondage to this hatred. Foul stench of regret. Nothing to look forward but death. left behind to face the sentence of life long electrocution.

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