Hollow Day(Christmas Morn in Hell)

The gates of God
The gift of flames
The bliss of
meeting Death
And leaving space behind

Though heaven
is preferred by some
I died alone
upon those hills
At Christmas morn
in Hell
At Christmas morn alone




Poetry by Vangelis Varlas
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Written on 2020-12-28 at 04:58

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Powerful and very dark.
2020-12-28