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"Hell"
by lesley a goodman

I feel the
Hate
Welling up inside me.
Blind, panicking
Fury
Gnaws at my heart.
Things are thrown,
Crash around me.
I hear a tortured
Scream
Coming from my throat.
I am in a hole.
Falling
Falling
Darkness twists
In front of me
Like a poisonous
Snake.
I feel my
Life
Ebbing away.
But I am alive
And that is the hell of it.