Eternity In Hell Poem by Anastasia Wofford
Eternity In Hell
When I hear that trumpet a soundin’,
I’m sure that it will be astoundin’.
My lost loved ones I long to greet,
Their sweet faces I long to see.
I know I’ll have a lot to say,
And not let one moment go astray.
But if someone I do not see,
I shall take a moment, for them, to grieve.
For their life, they did not live so well,
And now shall spend Eternity in Hell.
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