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Jun 6
how could You
love something
so selfish
and

broken
and
confused

and
undeserving?

how could You love a sinner
like me?

But I suppose
That’s what The Cross is for.
Written by
blackbiird  22/F/Louisiana
(22/F/Louisiana)   
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