"How am I suppose to walk in the dark, when I already lost my light, ages ago? How am I suppose to believe, when my faith is already eroded long time ago? How am I suppose to keep breathing, when this skeptical feeling is gnawing this soul from inside, slowly?"
"Do you believe in the existence of God?"
"...."
-another series of conversation with innerself.
"Do you believe in the existence of God?"
"...."
-another series of conversation with innerself.
*Title taken from My Dying Bride's Bring Me to Victory
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