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I saw my spirit.
leave my body and float up. through the sky. I could not believe. How light I felt. After I had died. I had to stand. by myself while waiting for the gates. They were closed. locked up tight. Christians went. through those. Angels passed their time. Pointing at each one. They paid no. attention to my whine of. why I denied Christ's Son. I saw some of my old friends just looking straight through me. Knowing I had denied their God while playing fast and free. I wish I could go and see what their looking at. But a cross across the gate wouldn't let me see. and stopped my thought on that. As they turned to walk away my tears began to flow. It was then. I heard them say You made your choice that day. I had denied Christ Son those days. Not caring who I hurt. Now it is my day to pay for wanting things my way, Satan stares into my eyes, Mesmerizing me. Laughing at all the lies knowing My soul is his for eternity.
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