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Feb 2013
What is it with kids these days
What's with the way they seem to love to pray
Asking for help, don't you know there's other ways
This'll sound horrible, and that's really a shame
But honestly, does your God know a ******* thing?
What in the world could make you think
That maybe he didn't just run the hell away
Are there really any signs besides what you say
'Oh, he's there, you just can't see him, it's faith'
But I'm calling ******* to all of your ways
You can judge me, it makes no difference to me
I choose to put my faith in people I can see
Yet another one that probably makes me come across as critical, disrespectful, blah blah..
Michael Pick
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Michael Pick  Canada
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