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Thursday, July 22, 2004 i think maybe, many years ago, i was born in the desert. i only half believe that, because my memories of jesus are so long gone, but i'm almost sure that it was something good however since then, i've been traveling over too many dry grains of sand. my time feels like it's going down. after hell and high water, i don't know what the fucking point was at all i feel like god has cast me out of heaven, and thrown me here. here i am, upon what were once knees i don't know how i ever thought laying with the devil would bring me closer to god |
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er·rant'·i·cism: n. 1) the act of ranting on no fixed or regular topic. 2) Ranting that lacks consistency, regularity, or uniformity. 3) Ranting that is eccentric or deviates from the customary course in conduct or opinion. |
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