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I'm Not Dead Yet

Poetry By: Lord Hoth

A terrible thing to happen after you die

Submitted:Apr 5, 2007    Reads: 158    Comments: 7    Likes: 0   

You died from a long and painfull disease

The whole time you prayed for you death to sieze

When the angel finally came for you

You were glad all the pain was threw

He took you to heavens gate

Right as you begin to elate

Saint Peter says " You don't belong here "

You let loose a tear

You had heard the story so many times

Now you realize you must pay for those crimes

You drop to your knees and cry

Peter lets out a regretfull sigh

The angel with wich you had came grabbed your arm

He said " None of us here wished you harm "

You reply " Then why must I go "

The angel says back " Because you broke the rules and it must be so "

You reach the large black entry

And above in writing of blood you see


You then knew they all meant you well

when they urged you to go to church

But at the time all you did was laugh and lurch

You now regret

When you said " I'm not dead yet "


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