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Jul 2016
The priests were all liars
And the nuns were all fools

There is no salvation
Not for true sin.

Not for me.

God doesn’t answer me anymore.
I’m starting to think he never did.

I still cry out sometimes,
Into the dark of night.

Into the blackened deep.
Hoping something changes
But, it’s been ten years,
And he refuses to speak.

God is dead

Or he never was.
Speaking Sorrow
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Speaking Sorrow  23/North Carolina
(23/North Carolina)   
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