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Fuck God
For humans who, from the beginning
Were first originated,
Degenerate into sand,
It is known not,
Of their creator’s whereabouts,
And knowing is further refrained,
Though it is not entirely known,
That he exists,
Though few find him,
Worth sparing,
A secondary glance.
Were first originated,
Degenerate into sand,
It is known not,
Of their creator’s whereabouts,
And knowing is further refrained,
Though it is not entirely known,
That he exists,
Though few find him,
Worth sparing,
A secondary glance.
Published 31st Jul 2012
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31st Jul 2012 2:23am
31st Jul 2012 3:31am
26th Nov 2012 6:13am
When I read this I can't help but think you and think were suggesting the same thing:
If God is dead and an actor plays his part
His words of fear will find their way to a place in your heart
Without the voice of reason every faith is its own curse
Without freedom from the past things can only get worse
Then again I could be wrong (I am often)
Nice turn of a phrase with the English language here.
If God is dead and an actor plays his part
His words of fear will find their way to a place in your heart
Without the voice of reason every faith is its own curse
Without freedom from the past things can only get worse
Then again I could be wrong (I am often)
Nice turn of a phrase with the English language here.
