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Dec 2018
I've created my own religion.
A world in which I'm barely living
within walls that I've just written in.
I'm working my way in this system,
as I'm dreaming but its not my vision.
I'm able to create my own "religion" in my head, where I keep myself in these "rooms" where I can't leave the darkness and enter into the light. The hardest thing we'll ever do is let God love us. For a reason I do not know, I don't let God love me, and instead I choose to dwell in the darkness. But no matter how mang times I neglect God's love, He will still love me and He won't let up off His relentless pursuit for me. I don't understand it, I don't deserve it, but I am thankful for it, and I sure do want it.
Gabriel Bonney
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Gabriel Bonney  17/M/Indiana
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