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Regularjohn

The Wicked Ones

And if God
were to hear,
Every haunting whisper,
Every desperate prayer,
 
Well he
Might just disappear,
 
To no longer hinder,
To no longer care,
 
We hadn’t truly believed,
Until it served to relieve,
Some of our selfish desires,
Our insatiable needs,
 
We had wished for sharper teeth,
just to sink them nice and deep,
into the throats of all the
Unsuspecting, wonderfully deceived,
 
And if God were to hear,
Every haunting whisper,
Every desperate prayer,
 
Well he
Might just disappear

(2014)

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