God is Gone

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I have to admit,

Witness for the prosecution,

That at times,

This makes me nauseous to type.

I.

Ugh.

Believed.

(in "God")

*****

Yeah that, was the "mental illness", me acting against type.

To conquer!

These Jesus f@gs.

I ugh sorry it's just so not true that to say I did could give the idea legitimacy when it's A LIE.

I prayed.

Gag!

Didn't work.

I didn't pray for you, I prayed for my ex girlfriend to take me back, who is was could never be anywhere as awesome as you.

Like a pebble to Jupiter in difference.

So god, didn't come though.

I did!

I found you.


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