Somewhere Deep WithinA Poem by Tina KlineSomewhere deep within where nothing exists at all is an empty place of pain slowly consuming me tearing at my reality darkness bleeds an unending flood of crimson terror I seek relief on the Plains of Nothingness but even in this barren place something does exist ravens and vultures circling overhead waiting for me to be dead the pain nibbles and devours me and I lay dead on a vast Expanse of Blank where the Eaters of the Dead come to feast suicide to the other side just don't forget to Pay the Ferry Man Even the Grim Reaper wants to be paid
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Added on January 6, 2015Last Updated on January 10, 2015 AuthorTina KlineORAboutWhen Venus gets too close catfish have been known to come up out of the water onto the shore, feed awhile, then go back in. It's business as usual in the Apocalypse. And business is very good right.. more.. |

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