I'm not meant to be the church-going sort, really
I don't believe in your kind of God
I believe in an angel, looking on
So sad at their failings
Who gets sent down
To fail a few times for herself
No, I don't do drugs and I don't have sex,
Unless I can get it
But I don't believe in your God
Your dualities
I believe in a purpose and a cause
And I have cause to believe
There is nothing to believe in
Because I lost it all when I fell
So happily into your oblivion
But I couldn't quite shake it off
And I can't quite rise above
And now I think I've tried it a few times over
Still
Your world proves too much for me
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Interesting ... very unqiue with raw honesty that isn't always expressed.
Nicely done
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Stay safe
~Manda
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