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Dec 2013
I'm tired of the gospel of
"I'm right"
I'm sick of the gospel of
"I've got it all figured out"
I'm fed up with
"this is how you should live your life
this is how it should be done.
because this is how I see it
so you should too"
the ******* seeps through your fingers
because you hold it too tight
you're making a mess
get your **** together.
realize that you're about as close
to figuring out this faith thing
as the next guy
who's drunk and high
laying in the ditch.
because the second that you look down on him
the second your smile becomes a charity
for the one's you see as lesser
is the exact second you drive yourself
into that very same ditch
and then
there you are
drunk and high off your own pride
and just as broken inside.
Jefferey Aaron Wade Williams
Written by
Jefferey Aaron Wade Williams  Edmonton
(Edmonton)   
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