poem.
They will never understand,
How it feels to fall in love.
They love imperfect people.
But I,
I don't,
I love You,
The King of the Kings
The almighty One
The perfect One.
They get hurt through the process of love
But I,
I don't.
Because I know,
You will never hurt me.
They ended up asking themselves whether its worth it.
But I,
I don't,
Because You're definitely worth it.
For all the pursecutions I got.
They get sad and stand right up again to find someone new
But I,
I don't,
Because I won't be sad in Your love.
This is how much You mean to me.
I wrote this afew months ago...because of CREATE. But I decided not to join because it isn't good enough... haha... I'll glorify God with a nicer and more sophisticated poem.
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