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Failure to Think

I used to think
that there was a God.
That lasted for 3 weeks.
It was some of the best 3 weeks of my life.

I used to study
on my own in a race against time.
I started skipping the chapters of life,
and as a result I've failed it.

I used to believe
that with enough words anything could change.
Then I ran into the walls of faith.

I live as a series of past mistakes
and future ones waiting to be made.
I doubt that much will change or will be learned.
If anything does, it will be hard to notice.


  1. Anonymous4:03 AM

    this is fucking awful


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