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May 2017
Will you punish me?
Cut these sin filled fingers off,
lest I never write again of how I don't believe in God?
If you can't strike me down, what am I to fear?
If you won't let your wrath return my body to the ground,
You are no god to me.
AK93
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AK93  24/M/United States
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