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I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN WHEN I DIEEVERYDAY WE HAVE OUR STRUGGLES DOWN HERE ON EARTH BELOW, THERE ARE SO MANY HEARTACHES NOW ITS EVERYWHERE YOU GO. THE LAUGHTER SEEMS TO BE ALL GONE AND BEEN REPLACED BY FEAR, AND EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK AROUND YOU SEE NOTHING BUT DESPAIR. I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN WHERE NO TEARS WILL DIM THE EYES, I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN WITH MY JESUS WHEN I DIE. UP THERE YOU,LL SEE NO HEARTACHES NO STRIFE AND NO MORE PAIN. UP THERE YOU,LL HAVE A MANSION AND A CROWN OF GOLD TO GAIN. WE WILL SING WITH ALL GODS ANGELS AROUND GODS HEAVENLY THRONE, AS WE LOOK AROUND FOR LOVED ONES THATS ALREADY BEEN GONE HOME. YES I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN WHERE NO TEARS WILL DIM THE EYE I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN WITH MY JESUS WHEN I DIE. YES I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN WITH MY JESUS WHEN I DIE. WRITTEN BY ANN HART SEPT 01,2007 COPYRIGHTED Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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