Hell's Gate
I sat pondering in my chamber
To go to heaven or to hell
To let my life end
Or to drown in the hypothetical well
I sat sulking in misery
To go to heaven or to hell
I fell a short drop
And came to a twitching stop
I awoke between doors
Eager to see what awaits
Behind those pearly gates
But also curious to know
The contents behind that wooden door
My choice was made before I did much more
Now I'm here to wait
Forever stuck in front of that flaming gate
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Poetry
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