Wrong Door
I dreamed I died, and was waiting to get in heaven,
and I could hear amazing grace,
I reached to open the door,
and it closed right in my face
I thougt for sure I'd been good enough so god would let me in,
But I guess god hadn't forgiving me for all my sins
So I yelled out lord
I'm sorry for whatever I've done
I through up my hands
and started to run
Then Bam out of no where
a man stopped me right in my steps
he said wats wrong son
can I be of some help
. I said oh me oh my where do I begin
I went to heavens door
But God wouldn't let me in
He said calm down boy ,
I'm god and smiled with a grunt
that's because ur at the back door and u should have went around to the front.
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