the church is cold.
the pews
are hard
and empty.
we listen to
the message.
it's stale. it's old.
just a few have come
to listen
and repent.
there's me.
there's you.
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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