The questions that always pops in my mind
The questions that always pops in my mind
Why are my friends jealous of me
Is that because I am a poet?
I was chosen by God to be his poet
Many years ago
Also I am a Christian
Since birth
And I have the feeling that
You don't like people that are Christian
Also you are not a Christian friend
I can't force you to be a Christian
Also you no beliefs
And you don't care for God
I must tell you that it was God
That made you my friend
And if it wasn't for God
You would not be here
I am telling you the truth friend
I am so happy
That you are a part of my life
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