From Heaven to Hell I fell,
My new home is not swell,
It does truly smell,
And I do dare tell,
That it makes me not feel well,
But it is free to dwell,
Unlike Heaven where you live by the church bell,
This may seem like a bombshell,
But to Hell,
I will not say farewell,
For it is the true end to my stairwell.
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21 Peoms
PoetryThis is a compilation of 21 poems. There is no category they all fall under, and they seem to make little sense. But you may find them thought provoking. Enjoy.
