04-22-2017, 04:44 AM
An old old story
It was 1972,
I was eleven.
I'd never heard
that Someone
loved me so,
a God
Who died
just for me, then
conquered death,
just so I could go on
living forever.
It was 1972,
I was eleven.
I'd never heard
that Someone
loved me so,
a God
Who died
just for me, then
conquered death,
just so I could go on
living forever.
there's always a better reason to love