Hellhole Poem by frosted fire
Hellhole
leavin the black grass
tired of this whole mess
headaches and red eyes
ive got a new quest
cant find no words to say
so I ‘d like to go to bed
to find my new quiet way
at the end of this bluesy day
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4/23/2024 6:05:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this is quite complex kinda piece.............leaves readers puzzling...........