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I’ve been laid to rest in eternities of cold.

Death vents no warm breaths.

The rigor mortis of my cadaver

constricts my song’s once soulful pipes.

 

They say Hell is hot – oh contrary!

The inferno keeps no dancing flames,

my abyss is one of petrified eyes of icy realism!

Tormenting stares forever!

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    1. A thought provoking writing, my friend. What will be after death? Will there be anything at all?
      I think that the afterlife is a kind of stopover that gives us the opportunity to rest and to reflect until we reincarnate again. Havan and hell are no places but other expressions for the light and the Shadow within all human beings.
      Sehr schön geschrieben, Daniel!

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