Seven Levels Of Hell Poem by Uloia Norris Moore
Seven Levels Of Hell
Helpless as you hear
there screams.
When will I awaken
from this dream?
Awake They say I am.
Am I Really?
Is it your dream or mine?
Easy hard to find.
Yours I wish not in my head
they fill such souls with nought
but dread.
To much fear wear none
should be
inside all heads
are you and me.
Said such cause
all pause.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
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