I sit beside him as he keeps his distance
Whispers in my ear,
"Don't be afraid, this is heaven."
I look at him back, fake a smile
if this is heaven, how bad is hell?
A child loses his mother
And a mom watch's him die
In this world, that he calls heaven
Wouldn't it be plan to anyone else
We are living in a burning hell
And nothing here can save us
We all have sinned, every day
We're all moving south
Don't hope to make it to the sky
We're all sinners
Don't deny you lean the other way
A tear runs down my cheek
When I find out the world is ending
None of us can be prepared
For were we all are headed
Comments
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This is really good. There's great choice of language in this and great images, particularly the title and "A child loses his mother And a mom watch's him die". I also quite liekd the ending with the rhymin gto wrap it up
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o live in the deep south
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