where do bad people
go when they die?
they don’t go to
heaven where the angels fly
they go to a lake of
fire and fry
won’t see them again
unless you cry
fear
I can’t stand this day
scream
I see them and feel
them
I can’t believe, I don’t
want to
but they are near
in my memories
they’re waiting on the
other side
my head explodes
I cover my ears
but they cry inside me
I cover my eyes
but they laugh under
my eyelids
laughter
laughter
all I hear and see is
laughter
there’s no you
except in my dreams
tonight
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