Reasons.

Mon, 04/22/2013 - 10:18 -- TGrillz

My faith is corrupt, it's nothing but doubt.
Everything you promised became a lie; a way out.
Dreams are for those who can believe no doubt.
I can't say I'm one, belief was something I never could retrieve; a way out.
Can't really say I will ever be; no doubt.

A reason to differentiate myself? Why else?
Take what's mine an keep it? Shameless?
Everything happens for a reason. Why else?
So why has corruted faith gone away like the season? Shameless.

Reasons.

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