GodThere is a God. I have seen him snap the necks Of children and inspect their hollow remains. Pushing past the sinews, there is nothing there. No prayers clogging the arteries, stopping the rush Of blood, a blackened jet. Their mouths had not yet learnt how toGod
Form 'hail mary's'. Tongues twisted at the sound.
The syllables choke.
There is no use lying to a child who when asking For God, finds only silence.
He is not interested in them. The purity sickens. There's a boredom in innocence that causes him To turn away. His eyes are better fixed on
Of my Soul
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Like a river meets the sea,
stronger than it's ever been.
We've come so far since that day
And I thought I loved you then.
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҉̔̕̚̕̚҉ ~HE ͡҉ ҉̔̕WHO͡҉ ҉̔̕̚̕̚҉ ~ ҉̵̞̟ WA͡҉ ҉̔̕̚~ ҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇ ITS BEHIND ͡҉ ҉̔̕̚̕̚҉ ~ ҉ ͡҉ ҉̔̕̚̕̚҉ ~ ҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇ THE ͡҉ ҉̔̕̚̕̚҉WALL ҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇ ͡҉ ҉̔̕̚̕̚҉ ~ ҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇ ͡҉ ҉̔̕̚̕̚҉ ~ ҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝HE COMES ̡̢̡̢̛̛̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠ ̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠̊̋̌̍̎̏ ̐̑̒̓̔̊̋̌̍̎̏̐̑̒̓ ̔ ̕̚̕̚ ̔̕̚̕̚҉ ҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇ ̊̋̌̍̎̏̐̑̒̓̔̊̋̌̍ ̎̏̐̑̒̓̔̿̿̿̕̚̕̚͡ ͡҉҉ ̵̡̢̛̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇̊̋ ̌̍̎̏̿̿̿̒̓̔̚̕̚E ̡̢̛̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠̊̋̌̍ ̎̏̚WHO W ̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠̊̋̌̍̎̏ ̐̑̒̓̔̊̋̌̍̎̏̐̑̒̓ ̔ ̕̚̕̚ ̔̕̚̕̚҉ L SING T̛̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇̊̋ ̌̍̎̏̿̿̿̚ ҉ ҉҉̡̢̡̢̛̛̖̗̘̙̜̝̞ ̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠̊̋̌̍ E
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