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Hell Bound Chapter 11

  Lucifer shifted his to Temptation, seeing the yarning and pain in her eyes for little Lazarus, before smiling with a wicked grin, his little game wasn’t over yet. Looking at that little bastard of his, seeing the look of dread, horror, and despair in his eyes before returning his back to Temptation, seeing the pain in her eyes as looked at her son, wanting to nothing more than to rush straight to him and console and help soothe his pain. The Supreme Devil, with a wicked grin plastered on his face, spoke with a voice filled with glee, “Temptation, take him back to his room. I’m done with him”. Temptation upon hearing what her master said, simply bowed her head, internal grateful and happy that it was over and she could finally take her little one away and console him. She then went to him, looking at him and seeing that his body was completely healed but his eyes, though eyes that once shone and glowed with joy now looked deemed, flicker that looked as though it was soon be snuffed ou
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Happy Memories That Fill My Heart With Sorrow

I close my eyes and recall a memory,
A peace and joyful memory,
When life was simple,
When I laughed and played,
When I was innocent and pure,
It’s a good and a happy memory,
But yet a drop of my salty tear fall down,
Each and every time I remember,
My soul screams and shouts from within,
And though this is a good memory,
It still fills me with pain and sorrow,

Through my mind’s eyes I see it,
As clear as day,
My life as a child,
When those I love and care about,
Were still by my side,
And before they left due to death,
Or life,
I see my life before I’ve grown and known the world,
I see the innocent boy,
Who knew so little about the world,
And he was happy,

Then I cry,
After seeing the innocent boy grow,
And become the person I am today,
From innocence to whatever I am today,
I cry because I can no longer see the people I love,
As they left me due death or life,
And the simple life I lived,
Is now so complex,
I rarely laugh and barely play.
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