Satan

I was welcomed at the gates of Hell
By Satan himself.
The large iron bars creaked open.
I walked in thinking I had no choice.

Satan took my hand.
It was surprisingly gentle.
He led me deeper into Hell
Walking over red-hot coals.

He took me to the heart of Hell.
I felt like I was burning.
In the deepest of deep voices
Satan said, “You do not belong here.”

“This place does not exist.”

He led me back to Hells gates.
They opened as he released my hand.
I made my way out
I had no idea where to go.

If Hell doesn’t exist
Why would Heaven exist?
But I was dead
With nowhere to go.

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