(D)evilish pain spins loose the velvet nuts and candy bolts-her dainty heart speeds to near explosion...

(A) sinister countdown ticks while demons whisper in her ear-the melting of a chocolately love has begun...

(M)agical moments in time seem lost forever in Hell's kitchen-Lucifer furiously chops up the final fruits of her hope...   

(N)ever has her life been so dank, lonely and saturated with sorrow-secretly she loves this genre, lessening the weight of a horrific fate...

(W)ith fever pitch, the devil scatters chopped memories across a puddle of melted passion-Paradise drops to her loosened knees...

(H)ell always has a place for broken hearts, fueling the hate of demons-never has a woman stoked the flames so high as Paradise...

(Y)oung Paradise must deny the devil's feast, finding a cold chill that will freeze her pain-Angels not wanting to scream, "Damn... WHY?"

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"Razor's Edge"

(R)idicule and praise, they walk bloody hand in gloved hand.  The sick irony is that the illusion of friendship is really a two sided blade-a razor's edge glistening... 

(A)mber rage rapidly boiled up from the knifed depths of a man's bleeding soul, knowing his best friend's words were mere lies-one bloody hand was quick to use a blade...

(Z)odiac signs whispered warnings to Scorpius, now wounded on shaking knees.  He ignorantly ignored all his aquired knowledge of the stars-a bearded Sagittarian, with blood dripping hands, sinisterly laughs in the thundering distance... 

(O)ut of the weapons chamber comes Scorpius' stinger, uncoiling in silence for retaliation-vengeance instead will now walk with the gloved hand... 

(R)apidly, the venom flows through hundreds of puncture wounds.  Sagittarius' whitening flesh sucks up the toxic cerium-a clanking razor bounces off the stone floor, flinging blood about, just before the bulging eyes and trembling tongue follow...

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"ANGER"

(A)bsolute rage thunders across a mirrored gaze-the tyrant's eyes pierce his lone wolf's concentration on the enemy...  

(N)ightfall delivers a heavy smoke haze-through the crisp wind comes a wailing beast of mad suffering...    

(G)ranted power from below becomes a maze-which fury shall he use to defeat the approaching foe? 

(E)ngulfing fear is an all out craze-an addiction that forces all tyrants to act...

(R)ivalries live within a daze-anger explodes into bloody war...

With this type of strategy...

no one wins.

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"Death"

In pain, I fall asleep in the doctor's office...

(D)ivine encounters, desired in the third kind, seem to evade our deepest prayers-our daily existence may be of a most shallow nature...  

(E)ternal life, an illuminated void expanding beside a Lord and Savior, is full of holy rope-souls climbing furiously to escape damnation below... 

(A)mber smoke rises, burning up fraying twine, amidst the dirty whirlwind of doubters-a thunderous laugh echoes below...

(T)ime and space, a complex and unsafe dimension, provides this opportunistic haven-Jesus calls out with hymns and light as swinging souls scream... 

(H)eaven and Hell, legendary destinations of the wounded soul, continually battle for our company-death of the physical body is our only gateway as we climb the burning ropes of faith...

I awaken to learn of my dire sickness.  I pray I have the strength, before I die, to make it to the top.  My rope is burning...