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Woof.
Again that dark and midnight dog
out of skulking shadow comes
baleful eye upon me fixed
to still that bright and shining fire
which burns to ward away the night;
that night which brings not restful sleep
but racking wretched wakefulness,
which hides the creeping devils
and crushes hope of morning.
Please forgive this doggerel. haha.
Re: A subjective description of living in Hell.
Re: A subjective description of living in Hell.