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Jun 2014
How can you claim to be a child of a loving God when all you do is hate.
You take the flaws of those I care about and shove them in their faces.
But if I were to call you out on your actions you would spit venom back at me.
But if I'm hell bound like you say then I guess I'll see you there too.
I think I'll roast marshmallows over you.
Its not like I'll have much better to do.
Jake
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