The death of God

You are the brick built my castle

You are the iron forged my sword

You are the word formed my language

You are the spirit created my world


You are the world, 

The world is You.


When You left me, I can only obey.

I want to prey to You but I lost my word.

I want to think about You but I don't have a soul.

I can only shiver in the wind,

and watch my heart vanishing like snow in a hot summer day.

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