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That night
That night everything went downhill
That night I was sealed upon the hill
To pay my unpaid bills of past
I was cast aside upon hell

Let me tell you the tale of hell
Even even there one which no one would express, Compare my fate to the ones who were let free you see I was in no glee

Trying desperately to get free, I was in the hands of Satan my skin was gleaming
Gleaming with the incidents of past
The scars, rehatched, I was tore down upon
the hill of dead

Death was first in my universe which came
I had dead upon my chest, cast down to win the game of chess, or die in haze with a taze
Taste of the fate I had started

When I killed my family which started
This unfortunately, oh! time to go
To sow seeds according to my deeds!
Bye!


Just for joke don't take this poem too seriously
#writingprompts

© Kshitij sathe