You love us when we deserve it not.
When you could trampled us and treat us like mat.
Many came after you and made their mark.
But majority of the world to you they talk.
Lord I love you with all my heart and to you I swear I'll never depart.
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Interlude
PoetryA book of poems and random thoughts a book of turmoil and how I'm lost without a cause read this this I think you'll enjoy it, but please do remember I'm not a real poet
