- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Through the Gates of Hell
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I am the one you murdered so many years ago.
You wanted my money, you wanted my life. You got them both in the robbery.
You didn't expect me to come back did you? You see my face in every mirror you look in. Every reflection in every sheet of glass. What you didn't count on was the fact I could pull you through and send you through the gates of hell.
You are now my victim, roasting, toasting, repeating over and over the crime you committed, but this time it is you.
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