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Dec 2013
you know whats annoying
have to get up every sunday
and go to a place where
people try to belittle your beliefs

threatening hell if you do not
submit to there corrupt ways,
and interpretations of one of
the many holy texts,

so this is why i do not want to go
to that place, i hate it
all i am allowed to do
is bite my tongue, grit my teeth

but it makes you happy
it seems, when i pretend
to be glad, pretend i want
to be there, when in reality

every second there eats me alive
Dallas Allen
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Dallas Allen  America
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