Heaven and Hell. We all have our own personal opinions about both. Some think we live hell so we can go to heaven. And that may be true. I am just wondering if they are the same place, just different perspectives. Maybe, what looks like a lake of fire to one person, looks like a field of roses to another. Maybe the only thing keeping us from our paradise or hell is our perception of it. I don't think i'll be going to heaven, ive been a bad boy. I done childish and selfish and spitful things. Nothing too bad, but enough to make me hate myself some times. I've become what i hate because i was blind and selfish to the suffering of my darling. But im trying to reform, trying to be the prince she deserves, trying to be a saint in her eyes. Instead of being a plague that torments, a plague that refuses to see the light. What ever the outcome after my mortal death, ill know i derserve it. I love you darling, more than everything in existence combined.1
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just venting a bit, wasn't up for a poem
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