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If You Approach Heaven First
If you approach heaven first, ever so hesitantly angels will give you a lift up, no rains will soak the soul left up high that we dare fathom where they are up- to the point where God touches everything in every living thing His spirit forever sings. I know you are already there your spirit still exploring and learning, being safe in Jesus’s arms (hurting no more) saints kneel down in robes around Him cleansed from the eternal spring that healed You paradise there is ready to burst, and take all of us with it when we’re ready. I know now you are better in heaven by approaching heaven first you’ll let- it be possible for souls like mine to climb the stairs of salvation. the fruits of your deeds are what remains sparing the lives that might have fallen out, inspiring me to follow in your prophetic footsteps. We are relections in time nothing seems to be real unless, I cover my heart with your pain of a thousand crying souls, I have met my death before when I saw you fall into darkness You did not go alone my dear, my trembling limbs bent like match sticks I fell into the abyss of nothing, I did not find you there just the remains of a flower; brittle and spent into dust life is too precious, wasting away. If you approach heaven first, ever so hesitantly angels will give you a lift up, no rains will soak the soul left up high that we dare fathom where they are up- to the point where God touches everything.
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