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Apr 2013
To feel the touch of rain drops,
Oh how exquisite that would feel,
But I know that feeling is to never be felt again,
Because for the rest of eternity I am stuck here in hell.

I am stuck in this place of torture,
I can only stand and scream as I get burnt from eternally burning flames,
I can only wish that I could grab the glass of water not even 5 inches away from my fingertips,
And If I ever did reach it right as I get a drink it turns to sand or more flames.

I am here for eternity because somebody didn't stop and tell me what I needed to know,
All the chances you could have had,
I blame this on you,
How could you let this happen to me.

Were you to worried about your "reputation,
That you thought that spending time with me just to talk about how JESUS changed your life,
Would make you feel like an outcast?
Well guess what because of your selfishness I'm here, Thanks alot.
Written by
Andrew Ciaciuch
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