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Atheist, Atheist, Atheist now what does that mean? you see that's someone who doesn't believe in god you can say I'm caught up in the middle See, is there a god, or is there not I've never see this so call god You say he's here, so where is he he doesn't show his face to me? you can say this is a poem but I say this is a story so, let's cut to the chase, shall we? See I believe there is someone but then again, I don't There is people all around us slitting their throat's I have died 3 times let's not mention the rest All those years sitting in those hospital beds Treatment after treatment everyday See god wouldn't treat me that way I've seen to many people died from shootings Why would he want that, now will he? Sometimes I think if he's playing tricks on us Like one day they will all wake up Bottle after bottle drowning in my sorrows Thinking to myself is there going to be a tomorrow? You say this so-called god broke out of a tomb With rocks and rocks piled up high trapped in like a womb See that's hard to believe when your someone like me you think and think and think how the world became one, this stuff here couldn't just evolve like the sun People say this tattoo on my arm is the devil What if it was, is that against the bible? Does it really matter If it was against the Bible? Now my work here is done Im gonna go get more work done If I go to hell thats okay Because I'll be there with all the gays Let's not forget the *** smokers Just because they are tokers I'm done here So let me grab a beer Oh wait and kick you in the rear
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Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 11:05 PM UTC
Athiest
Atheist, Atheist, Atheist now what does that mean? you see that's someone who doesn't believe in god you can say I'm caught up in the middle See, is there a god, or is there not I've never see this so call god You say he's here, so where is he he doesn't show his face to me? you can say this is a poem but I say this is a story so, let's cut to the chase, shall we? See I believe there is someone but then again, I don't There is people all around us slitting their throat's I have died 3 times let's not mention the rest All those years sitting in those hospital beds Treatment after treatment everyday See god wouldn't treat me that way I've seen to many people died from shootings Why would he want that, now will he? Sometimes I think if he's playing tricks on us Like one day they will all wake up Bottle after bottle drowning in my sorrows Thinking to myself is there going to be a tomorrow? You say this so-called god broke out of a tomb With rocks and rocks piled up high trapped in like a womb See that's hard to believe when your someone like me you think and think and think how the world became one, this stuff here couldn't just evolve like the sun People say this tattoo on my arm is the devil What if it was, is that against the bible? Does it really matter If it was against the Bible? Now my work here is done Im gonna go get more work done If I go to hell thats okay Because I'll be there with all the gays Let's not forget the *** smokers Just because they are tokers I'm done here So let me grab a beer Oh wait and kick you in the rear
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Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 11:05 PM UTC
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