"No one is going to follow you that far down"
by the Savage Gentleman
She told me she would follow me
To hell and back,
But the farther we descended
The farther she fell behind.
I felt her grip give as her finger
Tips slid through my grasp.
I was left squeezing my own hand
‘Till my nails found blood
I continued falling further and
Faster until the only light to
Be found was from the
Fiery chasms below!
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