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Ravings of a Rabid Werewolf - Poetry by Wolf - 23. The Gates of Hell
Your hand holds mine in a reassuring grip;
Though it might be to keep me from running.
The touch and warmth offer some comfort,
Yet with each step my feet feel like lead weights.
The grand doors swing open as we slowly approach;
In my mind it’s the gates of hell about to devour.
Phantom forms appear beyond the portal;
As I wonder if demons or angels await.
Two figures greet you with unconditional love;
As it turns out only angels will be found within.
You smile with silly pride as I yelp in surprise,
When your father pulls me into a warm embrace.
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