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No More Faith?

Why would anyone want to save me? Who am I to be saved? I'm just a regular guy. With a regular Job. Why am I so damn special? I lie, I cheat, I steal just like everyone else. Why save a person that carries so much pain? Why believe when there is no good to see? How am I supose to love when this heart is broken? I am no Angel. I am no Saint. I am knowbody. I am a fake. Is this what it means to accepted? Let me shut my mouth. Let me hold my breath. Let me fall instead.

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