Dante has a place for you
The middle of the 7th circle
Where leaves grow black and
broken limbs
bleed black blood,
There you'll be
Your bark-skin scarred
Cuts filleted at your
selfish discretion,
A sin of yourself
I know you well
I was almost there
waiting for you,
I still have the
knife.
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