Lost Souls

You take your last breath, what a great feeling.
You are free of pain.
Now to the pearly gates of Heaven.
Where God shall decide your faith.

Your history isn't a bright one.
Your owner was a dog himself.
Nights of terror that seemed like they would never end.
Don't worry, it's all over.

Now you are in a safe place.
The Home in the Sky.
Good-bye little friend.
I'll see you in a couple of years.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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July 27, 2008 at 1:37 AM
couple of years? what ever it is god can fix it have faith great read WRITE ON
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