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Faith Kills
The cross I bear
Will not help
The saints upon my wrist
Can not save me
My faith
Means nothing
In the face of war
It kills
And takes away without mercy
Where is your god now
I bet he's laughing
Because god love violence
Will not help
The saints upon my wrist
Can not save me
My faith
Means nothing
In the face of war
It kills
And takes away without mercy
Where is your god now
I bet he's laughing
Because god love violence
Published 24th May 2012
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18th Jun 2012 3:07am
8th Oct 2012 9:18pm
Honestly I fell into a fit of laughter after reading this.. I think it's brilliant. Great poem hun
21st Oct 2012 10:54pm
