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Japanese Urban Legend: Tomino's Hell (DO NOT READ POEM OUT LOUD!)

Japanese Urban Legend: Tomino's Hell (DO NOT READ POEM OUT LOUD!) | ELDER SISTER VOMITS BLOOD, YOUNGER SISTER’S BREATHING FIRE WHILE SWEET LITTLE TOMINO JUST SPITS UP THE JEWELS. ALL ALONE DOES TOMINO GO FALLING INTO THAT HELL, A HELL OF UTTER DARKNESS, WITHOUT EVEN FLOWERS. IS TOMINO’S BIG SISTER THE ONE WHO WHIPS HIM? THE PURPOSE OF THE SCOURGING HANGS DARK IN HIS MIND. LASHING AND THRASHING HIM, AH! BUT NEVER QUITE SHATTERING. ONE SURE PATH TO AVICI, THE ETERNAL HELL. INTO THAT BLACKEST OF HELLS GUIDE HIM NOW, I PRAY— TO THE GOLDEN SHEEP, TO THE NIGHTINGALE. HOW MUCH DID HE PUT IN THAT LEATHER POUCH TO PREPARE FOR HIS TREK TO THE ETERNAL HELL? SPRING IS COMING TO THE VALLEY, TO THE WOOD, TO THE SPIRALING CHASMS OF THE BLACKEST HELL. THE NIGHTINGALE IN HER CAGE, THE SHEEP ABOARD THE WAGON, AND TEARS WELL UP IN THE EYES OF SWEET LITTLE TOMINO. SING, O' NIGHTINGALE, IN THE VAST, MISTY FOREST— HE SCREAMS HE ONLY MISSES HIS LITTLE SISTER. HIS WAILING DESPERATION ECHOES THROUGHOUT HELL— A FOX PEONY OPENS ITS GOLDEN PETALS. DOWN PAST THE SEVEN MOUNTAINS AND SEVEN RIVERS OF HELL— THE SOLITARY JOURNEY OF SWEET LITTLE TOMINO. IF IN THIS HELL THEY BE FOUND, MAY THEY THEN COME TO ME, PLEASE, THOSE SHARP SPIKES OF PUNISHMENT FROM NEEDLE MOUNTAIN. NOT JUST ON SOME EMPTY WHIM IS FLESH PIERCED WITH BLOOD-RED PINS: THEY SERVE AS HELLISH SIGNPOSTS FOR SWEET LITTLE TOMINO. | image tagged in crosseyed stare | made w/ Imgflip meme maker
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chicken.jockey
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You spoke a word and life began
Told oceans where to start and where to end
You set in motion time and space
But still You come and You call to me by name
But still You come and You call to me by name
If You can hold the stars in place
You can hold my heart the same
Whenever I fall away
Whenever I start to break
So here I am, lifting up my heart
To the one who holds the stars
The deepest depths, the darkest nights
Can't separate, can't keep me from Your sight
I get so lost, forget my way
But still You love and You don't forget my name
If You can hold the stars in place
You can hold my heart the same
Whenever I fall away
Whenever I start to break
So here I am, lifting up my heart
If You can calm the raging sea
You can calm the storm in me
You're never too far away
You never show up too late
So here I am, lifting up my heart
To the one who holds the stars
Your love has called my name
What do I have to fear?
What do I have to fear?
Your love has called my name
What do I have to fear?
What do I have to fear?
If You can hold the stars in place
You can hold my heart the same
Whenever I fall away
Whenever I start to break
So here I am, lifting up my heart (lifting up my heart)
If You can calm the raging sea
You can calm the storm in me
You're never too far away
You never show up too late
So here I am, lifting up my heart
To the one who holds the stars
You're the one who holds the stars
[deleted] M
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why not
.Maria.
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It's cursed
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*Copies the poem and pastes it on a text to speech application*
.Maria.
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Text to speech is gonna die then
[deleted]
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My laptop literally crashed when it started it the speech.
.Maria.
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OH GOD
[deleted]
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I think tomino is putting a virus on my laptop.
.Maria.
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Well just hope that if your laptop survives, you won't get the Red Room Curse pop-up
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    ELDER SISTER VOMITS BLOOD, YOUNGER SISTER’S BREATHING FIRE WHILE SWEET LITTLE TOMINO JUST SPITS UP THE JEWELS. ALL ALONE DOES TOMINO GO FALLING INTO THAT HELL, A HELL OF UTTER DARKNESS, WITHOUT EVEN FLOWERS. IS TOMINO’S BIG SISTER THE ONE WHO WHIPS HIM? THE PURPOSE OF THE SCOURGING HANGS DARK IN HIS MIND. LASHING AND THRASHING HIM, AH! BUT NEVER QUITE SHATTERING. ONE SURE PATH TO AVICI, THE ETERNAL HELL. INTO THAT BLACKEST OF HELLS GUIDE HIM NOW, I PRAY— TO THE GOLDEN SHEEP, TO THE NIGHTINGALE. HOW MUCH DID HE PUT IN THAT LEATHER POUCH TO PREPARE FOR HIS TREK TO THE ETERNAL HELL? SPRING IS COMING TO THE VALLEY, TO THE WOOD, TO THE SPIRALING CHASMS OF THE BLACKEST HELL. THE NIGHTINGALE IN HER CAGE, THE SHEEP ABOARD THE WAGON, AND TEARS WELL UP IN THE EYES OF SWEET LITTLE TOMINO. SING, O' NIGHTINGALE, IN THE VAST, MISTY FOREST— HE SCREAMS HE ONLY MISSES HIS LITTLE SISTER. HIS WAILING DESPERATION ECHOES THROUGHOUT HELL— A FOX PEONY OPENS ITS GOLDEN PETALS. DOWN PAST THE SEVEN MOUNTAINS AND SEVEN RIVERS OF HELL— THE SOLITARY JOURNEY OF SWEET LITTLE TOMINO. IF IN THIS HELL THEY BE FOUND, MAY THEY THEN COME TO ME, PLEASE, THOSE SHARP SPIKES OF PUNISHMENT FROM NEEDLE MOUNTAIN. NOT JUST ON SOME EMPTY WHIM IS FLESH PIERCED WITH BLOOD-RED PINS: THEY SERVE AS HELLISH SIGNPOSTS FOR SWEET LITTLE TOMINO.