Are you curious about that which lay beyond the mind of one bound to undeath?
Are you a coinsurer of arts?
My name is Bronx Hel Myst. 
I have a simple proposition. 
You buy my small collection of poetry. 


And your questions will be answered. It's only 1000c a copy. I do this for the money, But also out of spite. 
Spite for those who's heart still beat when they make a pen hit paper. 
My collection is rugged.
It's rough.
I will restock it with more copies now and then but eventually I will let the world know whether they wish to or not when I've written new material. 
If you enjoy it send me a letter. If you really enjoy it, Share it with your friends. Ask them how it made them feel be it- Angry at the existence which wrote it or if it was an eye opener to that which has lived beyond death.
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