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Pieces Of My Mind
Poem 3



How can I know if Heaven is there
When I've never looked at the sky - I always looked at you
I don't know what will happen when we die - I thought you'd tell me what to do
Heaven or Hell, all I know is your bed.

Heaven on Earth is right here
So close a relief - so close to believe
So warm a release - so warm to be with
The Devil hates you more than mirrors.

If they pray to Him, they don't know you
If skin against skin is a sin, they don't know you
Angels stragle themselves to death
They're like strangers to Him
They've been adoring the wrong Heaven.