Why do you claim that there are nine steps When in fact its ten? A gateway before menothing more than a simple door I walk towards it, shivering As I reach the threshold I hesitate Aware of the pitch black darkness Ready to take hold of my soul once Im inside One step forward and my life is irrevocably lost Thought this is no time for second thoughts, It is impossible not to be affected By the dismal and uncanny presence of doom The hands of hell call out for me The abyss is already glaring in my eyes Now, in this very moment My left leg has crossed the line The first step and my mind is absorbed Disembodied from the spirit and soul I do not know this place Im at, Though it feels familiar Suddenly it all becomes very clear and silent And the silence is piercing Whatevers left of mean oxymoron in limbo? How peculiar... I cannot stay here for too long As its the only place Im meant to be My fate is to finish the ten steps of purgatory Someone is drawing an invisible circle and Forces me to count it, nine times Is this hell? I ask, but no answer Am I being judged by actions I couldnt control Suffering sins and crimes I did not commit Just because I got drawn towards the darkness Why do you claim that there are nines steps, When in fact its ten
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