Heavens Torture

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I look for her violently, finally releasing a sigh
She was nowhere to be found after the hours passed by
I sit on a perfect bed frame, crafted by an angel
My breath slightly stilling, my state becoming fragile

As I walk about the space between the stars and the sky
I wish on every living creature, to be reborn and then die
Heaven isn't right for me, for no human it is
As every single one of us has committed a sin

And whether mine was love, or simply the way I died
Between hell and heaven, I wouldn't think twice
I scanned the heavens once more, and as I was now certain
Nobody else was here it was as who was lurking

I search outside the gates, and to my fear I find
Hell is expanding and I was left behind
As my memory fades I walk along a track
Soon comforted by the darkness behind my eyes...

black.

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