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Apr 2013
A god I have never known
Would have warned me of how easily
Everything can come to mean
Absolutely nothing.
But he never did and I’m not kidding
Or running
Over my sense of being
Worthless, this nonsense
This hurt this chaos is it worth it?
I insist it is for no good reason
Everyone says I need something
To believe in
I wonder how they would be
If they knew I believed in them.
best to remain unnamed
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   Joseph the Dreamer, --- and ---
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