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Afterlife

Contributed by The_View on Friday, 15th December 2006 @ 11:13:23 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

Walking through the halls of self repentance
Only problem is I’m going the wrong way
Jesus isn’t calling, and Satan’s door is closed
Fork in the road, and everything is blocked but down

My inquisitions they call insalubrious
Everything dismissed, day to night
Dropped my thoughts all over the floor
Continuing on blind, I’m starting from square one

Through the eye of god, the emerald glass
Flames erupt about, tentively reaching for the sky
Eternal hell, I think not
Just a burning place where souls rot

Ignoring the heat, is quite the feat
But not impossible, if you forget despair
The emotionless mind bypasses the pain
Though it can’t feel the joy of escaping either

Freedom from flame
Entering the blue, while still crimson stained
Wandering without a place to inhabit, cursing fate
Lost by yourself in the afterlife, where no open arms wait

Copyright Â© The_View ... [ 2006-12-15 23:13:23]
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Re: Afterlife (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 16th December 2006 @ 01:08:48 AM AEST
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I loved the line dropped my thoughts on the floor... something about that really grabbed me.

Entire content of this write is well written and related to as well.

~Michelle~

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