Tomorrow I enter the gates of Hell,
I doubt I shall ever return.
Oaths and promises made
Lie broken on the floor.
I am judged to be incomplete,
So must be made anew.
I don’t conform.
I don’t believe.
I question all,
Each and every answer.
I am not fit,
In any sense to teach, reform or aid.
Into Hell I shall go,
To fight,
To live,
To survive.
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