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One  Minute  Past  Midnight

Working  seven  days  a  week, desperate
To  make  her  mark  on  the  movie    
Industry, drugs  and  publicity, keep  the  
Up  and  coming  starlet, on  her  feet

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Her  lines, gestures  and  elocution  were
Perfection  personified  in  every  scene,
But  one  minute  passed  midnight, she
Collapsed  to  her  death  on  the  stage

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I  guess  in  show  biz, that's  called
A  rap, her  role  now  fell  into  her
Understudies  lap

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She  now  stood  trembling, before  the
Judgment  seat  of  God, she  pleads
For  pardon, said  of  salvation, she'd
Never  heard

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A  small  tattered  bible was  now
Placed  in  her  hand, she  opened  
The  cover, her  name  inscribed  within
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Written  upon  the aged  pages, the  day  
She'd  given  her  heart  to  the  LORD
She  remembered  now  quite  clearly
Though  it  had  been  long  ago

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Satan had  come  so  quickly, sprinkled  stardust
In  her  eyes, she  turned  her  back  on
Jesus, and  sealed  her  fate  that  night.

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