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Religion Helps Me Breathe In Spite
written by maledeth08:53 AM 10/20/04God calls! A fucking devil to regress my deeds into oblivion!
It seems he hates me for his own damn fault.
Not mine, in mind, I see no color in Christian soul.
Thy heart as dark as thee opposed me of degradation!
Heaven's gate is now so open, right?
Suicidal fucks, it makes we the plight?!
To suffer agony in memory of those who died!
Fuck them, they found a lie.
Fuck them, they suffered Christ!
Good riddance to those fundamentalist fucks tonight, I see no chance for they in spite!
Let thine souls burn in our hell!
Let purity be thy spell of lies!
Tonight, in spite!
Christianity suffers from mental plight!
Let thee christians suffer Christ. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Fucking Christian self-killers. Heaven's Gate! Represent fallicy and idiot-ness! Ha!
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Lovely_Suicide (10-20-2004 - 08:58 AM)
| WHY DONT U SHUTUP?!!
I dont care about ur bullshit
Take a hike
Ur the one who will go to hell
good riddance |
by Cynicalone (10-20-2004 - 09:05 AM)
| I enjoyed it, good work, put some more up if you have any. |
by Genocide Reaper (10-20-2004 - 09:30 AM)
by maledeth (10-20-2004 - 07:25 PM)
| I'm glad I'll go to hell, I was kinda going that direction anyways. |
by maledeth (10-20-2004 - 07:28 PM)
| Good riddance, eh suicide?! Good Fucking riddance!!!! |
by lost_cause (10-20-2004 - 08:41 PM)
| You have talent... I liked it |
by Acoustic Shadow (10-20-2004 - 09:33 PM)
| Well, Suicide, dear, I'm sure he'll see you there...At least he'll be having fun laughing at you... |
by Trapezium (10-27-2004 - 11:53 AM)
| It's not bllshit, there was no evil until the establishment was formed. God IS evil, why would he do such things to the beings he creates if he were pure? He is just as evil as the devil. Going to hell would be betetr then goign to heaven, what would hevaen be? White clouds and nothingness. Hell is flames, disruption, anarchy, what we all live for. FUCK THE ESTABLISHMENT!
Oh, and good poem |
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