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Theres no right to, when you make it all wrong.


Submitted:Apr 3, 2007    Reads: 162    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Why are my arms empty, and so cold.

I guess its the way it should be, considering my soul i sold.

Its in the darkness, i see the light.

Creating my weakness, with this abnormal sight.

Walk away from me, into the thing thats not there.

Go and see, the god that doesnt care.

Im the only one with my arms out, to love you.

Im filled with doubt, but you are too.

Feeling emotion, created by the unknown.

Fuck devotion, to the one who disowned.

I hate you, and anything that comes along.

Theres no right to, when you make it all wrong.

Dimmed my vision, so i couldnt see the way.

Damned your religion, and i refuse to pray.

Congregations of greed and whealth, corrupting from the outside in.

Promises of happiness and health, in exchange for your sin.

All you gave me was scarred memories, and recognition to lies.

And i will never say please, unless the holy spirit dies.





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