My Inferno at to whom it may not concern …

My Inferno

Published at July 13, 2007 in memories, C'est la vie and poetry.
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My inferno

Sometimes I feel I’ve reached the lowest level possible. To me, that is a place vacant of all light, surrounded by nothing but roaring thunders, bellowing winds and infuriated waves, all sparked off by the wrath of the Gods Themselves.

There … not a living soul will save you
There … freedom is forbidden
There … the cruel being that you are vanishes
There … you’re emancipated only when you’re restored to the absolute infernal form

That’s what I jotted down exactly 10 years ago.

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