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i closed my eyes and heres what i saw: a horse being burned by other horses they all had the same owner they all lived in the same place but the burning horse was different or as the others called him: odd and EVIL i opened my eyes as i sat in the pew next to you i covered my ears and heres what i heard: seven voices singing in unison six of them were VILE they cursed and swore their blasphemous lips until they bled and the last one was so beautiful it killed me i started to listen and realized today was your weekly Christian day i closed my mouth and heres what i tasted: this sweet poison intoxicating me it seemed so perfect (it wore a VEIL) so i married it and consumed it i felt fine at first but the poison did me in it burned and tore my flesh slowly all because i chose the wrong goblet i vomited and never went to you again i closed my heart to you and this is how i died: i emptied my soul into your bloody rivers i demolished myself and made me you i shredded my heart so you could repair it i died in their church so you could show them that you never told us to die but: ''because of my son, you LIVE" and there my story ends and you have no part in it evil, vile, veil, and live are all spelled the same (when coming from your pen) but you are not the author nor editor of my life you are but a simple match striking yourself upon me with the hope to consume me in YOUR flame just so you can feel better about yourself feel better about you feel better please...
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