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Red Door Church

Red Door Church I lost faith in my religion and wander. Who can forgive my sins? Who can cast my demons from me? Who can bless me at death? Can I never be buried in sacred ground? Now my faith is in pills and booze and soft places with perfume and happy endings. My church is a bar with a pastor named Tia. She speaks in tongues with a snake that bites. Her venom is the sweetest thing I've tasted. She brings me to my knees and I bow to her. I drink her blood and eat her in communion. I wake calm with my savior. I found my faith.

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