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I sometimes think,

why I cant hold your hand,

why cant I so gently touch the soft body,

soft flesh, the odor of your body cant have no more,

I cant see the shine in those eyes,

I can not even see the smiles you gave me,

I cant touch the sweet cheeks,

cant bite those sexy juicy lips,

cant touch you in any form,

how I will give to be by your side once again,

for that I will escape heavens gates,

I have died and now sit in the clouds,

if I choose to break our lords rule

in hell the rest of my days I will be,

my soul will not be saved it will be lost,

the rest of the days,

Satan will  punish my flesh,

the heat will rise,

chains will be locked around my neck and my hands,

I will be toss to a world where you are afraid

demons and death is what I am going to always see,

or should I stay in here,

seeing the beauty of the light angels flying about,

our lord always taking us by our hands,

but not having you,

is like I am in hell,

cause I cant live without your love,

that is why I choose to open the gates

break his rules,

just to be at least a few minutes with you,

cause I cant take it,

I will suffer I know is true,

but just by knowing I touched you again,

my life in hell will be

as if in heaven was I once again,

cause the smell and image of your self

will be stuck for ever

and it will reach the realms of hell