I was once emo who didn't believe in god,
My sister was living with us and I thought her name was Clod,
She was scary and probably a bit gay,
So my grandmother and I decided to pray,
I thought nothing would be helped I know why this was,
I was emo but my sister Vicky one night called the fuzz,
Luckily I wasn't there she was drunk and called them with a lie,
She didn't tell the truth I thought my father would die,
But he was charged not to much no jail but he was fired,
After all that happened I was nothing but tired,
But since god answered my prayer I became myself!
I believed in Jesus and god and we soon got back our wealth!
I was happy again and I felt as free as a feather,
But then came the saga of my divorced mother... O_O
xDeidara_of_the_Akatsukix Community Member 
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