"There's no Coming Back"A Poem by NightI saw a wooden box today... Gather round now and bow your head In the land of the living we mourn the dead There's no coming back from heaven or hell There's nothing to buy and nothing to sell. No collect calls and nothing to give There's nothing left to the life you've lived. So live your life now and live your life well Cause there's no coming back from heaven or hell. I saw a wooden box today... © Night.2013
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