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Heaven

As gravity bounds me

To this thing called earth

I look all around

And see nothing of worth

I know my day is near

it's long overdue

To stand at the gates

And have my own personal breakthrough

To see my family

to hear my sins

I'm glad I'm not in hell

Because there, no one wins

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Jan 29, 2014
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