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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2257895
Judgement when you die
When you're standing at the Gates of Heaven
And the doors come Crashing Down
You will never have to ask why
Because You know you sold your soul
To the devil long Ago

I bet you never thought
You would have to pay
But we all do, one day
How you treat others
Everything you say and do
Will eventually catch up to you

We all have colors in our soul
Some pure and white as snow
And you know where they'll go
Then some are as dark as night
They should have some fright
And then there's all the rest
It's the choices that you make
That determine your fate

You can't buy your way into heaven
But, Hell is always free
And In the end..
You can't blame me
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