02-18-17A Poem by KI'm praying to a God I don't believe in, For it's better than praying to something that can't help me. My mind is weary; my heart wearier. Maybe it's time for some "I pray the Lord my soul to keep." I have no spot in the past; nor a future for myself. So why must I keep trudging through this numbing world?
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