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The Pity of the Pious

The pity of the pious spreads like a virus did I ever ask for it if I did, please recite this for I don't remember thinking myself worthy you bring shame to my name for it is not me who is hurting for something to believe in pretend that you do my faith is a rock and it now falls on you returning your pity for I feel I know too how desperate your are for something to pull yourself through so I do this one thing I shall be your victim I pity the pious who has too much time to listen for my stern voice of reason I'll be your stone carry my name, wear it proudly if it gives your heart a home.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 5/22/2013 4:55:00 AM
For those who pretend to believe in something, but really need something to pretend that there is no nothing.
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