Lost Friends

Searching for my friends
I went walking down the street
Asking the same question
Of everyone that I should meet
I am looking for my friends I cried
The ones that I love so well
They all looked at me and said
Why don't you just go to hell
Hurt to the heart and soul
I turned to go back home
My heart began to fail
I died right there on the spot
I died and went to hell
I shook hands with the devil
He said welcome have no fear
All your friends are waiting for you
All your friends are here

by Bobby Marbles Mobley

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