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I'M TIRED OF YOUR ADVICE, FRANKLY, THEY ARE USELESS, JUST TRY TO OPEN YOUR EYES, THINK CRITICALLY, TRY TO USE THIS, CRITICAL THINKING WILL INCINERATE ALL LIES, SOMEDAY YOU WILL BREAK YOUR FOREHEAD WHILE YOU PRAY, DON'T IMPOSE YOUR RELIGION ON ME, I DON'T RECOGNIZE IT, EACH OF YOU MAKES ME NOT IGNORE IT, BUT HATE, CAN YOU STOP IMPOSING YOUR BELIEF? I'M STARTIN' TO GET ANNOYED BY THE EXISTENCE OF YOUR BREATH, PRAY UNTIL THE BLOOD STICKS OFF YO' FOREHEAD, YOU'RE LIKE A VIRUS THAT I CANNOT FORGET, CALL ME DAMNED AND SOULLESS, BUT WITH YOUR PRAYERS I won't stop BEING HEARTLESS POKE YOUR CROSS AT ME, HUH, THINK THERE'S SOMETHING UNDER MY SKIN, SPILL MY BLOOD TO CHECK IT OUT, SEND ME TO HELL FOR THE SUM OF ALL MY SINS, I'M NOT SURE IF YOU'LL GET AN ANSWER, BECAUSE YOU ASK A FICTITIOUS PERSON FOR A FAVOR, IT IS ALL A CIRCUS, I TRUST FACTS AND LOGIC, AND NOT SOME PEOPLE FROM HEAVEN I'm just tired of all these excuses and lies. I have no god, he's only in your minds... And no more...
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