Religion and faith are
for naught if there is no heart change.
The only thing holy about
Some people is that they are wholly
mean and cruel. Once again,
children become pawns.
People play pretend
with god,
small g on purpose,
They don't know YHWH.
They are brutal and diseased.
I miss you, angel.
I'm just a prayer away.
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