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 |    A book to house all my Poetic Explorations |
| On one unusual day in a bizarre place, I came across a track—a road of rails. I innocently trod upon each sleeper, 'till the end I'd trace Then I found myself in front of a graffitied wall—filthy and stale. I came across a track—a road of rails. As I trudged through a place that led nowhere, Then I found myself in front of a graffitied wall—filthy and stale. There's an opening in a cave that might lead somewhere. As I trudged through a place that led nowhere, With heaving breaths and troubled thoughts that I might have lost my track. There's an opening in a cave that might lead to somewhere. I wondered if I would get in or just go back. With heaving breaths and troubled thoughts that I might have lost my track. My curiosity compelled me to enter the opening. I wondered if I would get in or just go back. Before I could decide, something grabbed me as quick as lightning. My curiosity compelled me to enter the opening. It might be dangerous inside, but I had to embark. Before I could decide, something grabbed me as quick as lightning. A loud growl greeted me, then a plethora of red eyes glowed in the dark. It might be dangerous inside, but I had to embark. Breaths heaved into a crescendo of gasps. I wanted to run. A loud growl greeted me, then a plethora of red eyes glowed in the dark. A party began, then came the wraiths, then skeletons, and even headless nuns. Breaths heaved into a crescendo of gasps. I wanted to run. My fear grew when the entrance was closed. A party began, then came the wraiths, then skeletons, and even headless nuns. Then they stared at me, and I felt dozed. My fear grew when the entrance was closed. I wanted to escape, but I seemed glued in place by a spell. Then they stared at me, and I felt dozed. I will be their glorious offering to the lord of hell. I wanted to escape, but I seemed glued in place by a spell. Wraiths chanted in bliss and it echoed across the hall. I will be their glorious offering to the lord of hell. I was laid on a huge altar while I screamed the loudest bawl. Wraiths chanted in bliss and it echoed across the hall. Then came the horned being just directly above where I lie I was laid on a huge altar while I screamed the loudest bawl. I realized it was just a nightmare as I struggled to open my eyes. The came the horned being just directly above where I lie Will this be the day that I'm going to die? I realized it was just a nightmare as I struggled to open my eyes. I was finally awake, panting, and I could only sigh. Will this be the day that I'm going to die? In this filthy, secluded, and abandoned place I was finally awake, panting, and I could only sigh With a tremendous horror on my sweat-drenched face. In this nasty, secluded, and abandoned place I came across a track—a road of rails. With a tremendous horror on my sweat-drenched face. I found myself in front of a graffitied wall—filthy and stale. |
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