At the gates you shall stand
with the lord hand in hand
Waiting for the final call
hope your life was one big ball
Now you wait to be judged one last time
hope they think hard and take their time
Hope your sentence is quick an swift
just remember you life was a gift
Now all thats left is your soul
an all the lies that you have sold
Now wait for what you deserve
I cant believe you had the nerve
You took for granted what was a gift
I pray for you now in death so i can finally live
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Author:
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- Comment from author about the poem: deep rhyme
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