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A History of Purgatory
For more than a millennium purgatory's souls wallowed in despair while chaos and confusion ruled the realm. As a dark and barren pit, no sun lit the gray sky and no water gave life to the dry ground.
Souls appeared one by one as they died on Earth. They lingered in purgatory, weeping and cowering, until demon underlings dragged them to the pits of hell. The souls wasted their limited days huddled together for fear of the demons' frequent visits.
One soul broke apart. A soldier. Broad and standing tall in his gleaming armor, he held his spear at the ready and stood watch over the souls. He knew no other course of action.
As always the demon
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the love affair
life slides under the door and
I think about you not knowing how to love
and touching a person's sleeping eyelids
to change a dream, to lie here with you
under a silent oak tree, the sunlight
has begun to breathe and I am digging you a grave
for your past and your future, I am
holding you here, the trunk of my car open to let the sweet
sound of a song rise into the
air, it is rushing by
too swiftly
and I have premonitions or
I just got lucky or everything
means something
nothing vanishes without a trace
I hold despair in the palm of my hand and cannot dance
without spilling it onto the floor, it
seeps into the carpet
but you
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Her Story
Her arm
Tells a story
There is nothing more beautiful
Then the braille
She has etched
Into an epoch
Of who she really is
With deep-seated sighs
She would love to autograph
That autobiography
I will not let her
She lets my fingers
Read them like braille
And the fragile ducts of my eyes
Shatter
Could she love me?
As I reach the climax
I realize
Her resolution is absent
Her sentence structure
Is lacking
I wonder if
It is a form of concrete poetry
What picture is she painting
With her one thousand words?
Her notebook is clear
Clean
Unwritten hopes
And dreams
And wanderlust
The chapters scarred
On her loveliness
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No bad thoughts, my friend, no perverted thoughts 
Except if you really want to...*shoves playboy*
Except if you really want to...*shoves playboy*