Walk Through Hell Poem by Eric Cockrell
Walk Through Hell
she's a needle,
and a spoon....
a loaded.45!
a tornado ripping
through a trailer park.
arsenic and bourbon,
cancer and skydiving....
she's a dark jungle,
fire, and quake!
she's a black pony
on the blackest of nights;
the sword, and the flesh....
the ditch, and the bones.
she's a burning cross,
and the last door knock....
and he'd walk through hell,
just to stand by her side!
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I would like to translate this poem
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8/26/2025 12:00:14 AM # 1.0.0
Nice poem with befitting title.