I'm not a thinker, never have been.
Mother believes in Jesus and will never lose love if she has Jesus in her heart.
I don't believe in Jesus. All I see is the cross behind Jesus.
July, I never thought it would have any special meaning.
Because of you, July has become special to me and to him.
I hate you and the unforgettable memory you left for him.
I can't really hate you. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't come to me.
Now that things have happened, where will he and I go from here?
I really want to find a correct answer, but I can't find it.
God, please open your eyes. No matter how many crosses you have, I will bear them.
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