this place I grew to know,
will now have nothing left to show,
I felt as though I belonged,
my faith was getting stronger,
until the bitter truth came out today,
here I shall stay as I lay away,
I finally felt like I belonged-
but now God expects me to move on,
I hate this- why should I try,
this will only happen again,
the Churches of America plant all these churches-
but in fact they suffocate our small tight knit congregation.
Six months is the claim-
that is if we find another paster in the next month,
I'm almost positive I have a reason to be emo. burning_eyes
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the various poems and thoughts of Jo
this will be one of my many poems....that i may or may not decide to post....read if you want...im just letting out my stresses from life
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