There is a gateway leading to a city of doom, through it is another sphere of everlasting pain, emotionally and bodily. Those at the entrance walks freely knowing there is tragedy beyond the gate. There is fear, secret things, distrust and lies.
The darkness is the most evil, a blood red moon framed by the many stars hanging in the blackness. Cries claims the night, souls in the depths of hell are lost forever in the darkness beyond the tomb.
Is there hope in death, will memories go beyond the stars, will those souls left behind be remembered. Souls shedding their tears of blood; give credibility to the wailing of fate. Time is lost on those who question the love of God as the ground can be felt sinking senselessly before moving toward that dreadful shore. Are you afraid?
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‘Cries claims the night, souls in the depths of hell are lost forever in the darkness beyond the tomb.’
excellent post.
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Thank you. E.
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