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Hel.

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Trumped the hellbeast but he liked the taste,
Plucked strings to suspend the heart and erased
Hold, hole, and hovel to run windmill race to stability.
Filled gutter with downy wish, but that was farce and
Bloody to boot to heel. Hyped ace in the hole in the nostril,
Shakes and constraints to nail the door and bucket the bile.
Can't have the cake, let alone devour the baker and take
Sweet sugared ingredients for ownership or lease.
Protagonist loaned out to lunch break - Be Back at One,
Two hellions proclaimed before setting off to the bitter sun.

Yet lo, low loopholes were never quite so unattainable,
For eventually cogs creak the cognitive to the unassailable-
Fact: The powder hues are powder kegs in the throat,
Burn caution but always fire high, or else the end is certainly-
Certain? Why would cobblers cough dregs upon the shoes of
Wiley hikers, unless the hike was far too long to sustain the boot?
Whimper complaints 'til the cows leave home, but have one and-
Wait, wilderness thought calm churned death home in the most
Literal, literary madness.

Hello, my name is _, and I...
On addiction. This is the 'before.'
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DetoxSun's avatar
This made me dizzy and I liked it. <3