Where will you be when the thoughts hit you?
Of where did I go wrong and what I can do...?
To right this wrong you mirrored outside your heart...
That was your decision from the very start...
To make everyone pay for things done in your name...
Even when your excuses were nothing short of lame...
Until you find that place where you need to be...
I'll await the answers where only the truth will set you free...
And even if that time comes or never comes at all...
I know where I'll be in Heaven when you meet your fall...
Knowing no more will I have to answer for somebody else...
Rather being judged by a higher power than myself...
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