eternity

walking down the street,

i see every one i have yet to meet.

all these strets are made of gold,

as one of the prophets long ago told.

what have i done to be held so high?

it feels like im way up, suspended in the sky.

but suddenly im sucked down into the depths of the earth

instead of being up there among gold and myrrth.

what did i do to deserve all of this?

well, says a voice, i have a list.

tell me says he, how did you die?

well, i confess, i comitted suicide.

that is all i need to know,

even though i loved you so,

you did not know me

and you denied me,

so now you will spend eternity without me.

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and so the story goes.

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