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Feb 2016
I wonder,
When my life clock stops,
And my heart no longer beats.
When the worms feast on my rotting corpse
Or the flames burn the flesh from my bones
Will I travel the up or down escalator of life

Will I go to heaven
Or will I go to hell
Only god
Or the devil can tell

I guess it depends
On the life that I led
Whether I,ll burn in hell
Or wear a halo on my head

When I die
And I,m no longer there
To be frank and honest
I doubt that I,ll care
Written by
Thomas clark  South shields
(South shields)   
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   Vanessa Gatley
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