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Through the blazing flames of Hades

I walked, all alone, just a tortured soul

Until I met my guardian angel

Who guided me to the light of paradise.



He held my hand as we ascended

Higher and higher on the stairway to heaven

His smile shone as brightly as the sun

And never did it fade.



But when we reached the golden gates of heaven

He let go of my hand, and left me

Alone in the breathtaking land

That was so perfect; it seemed to be an illusion.



As I gazed at the glorious place in awe

My sins were removed from my soul

Enticing pearl wings grew from my shoulders

And I became an angel, watching over the world.