Don't Hate Me for My Love is Pure

In the beginning I'm granted with life. How can this be?
I'm blessed with a soul that lasts for all eternity
There's a being that watches over me
His existence is a mystery
He died to save his family
His life cause me to be free
Though people may come and go
Life is still moving at a rapid flow
Life is short why waste it on love that is not pure
His love is as sweet as myrrh
Most love is set with a bail
While his could never fail
Their love is forever casting
His love is forever lasting
Yet I am casted out for having his love
He makes me feel above
This world you so charish 
Sadly it will soon parish
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres


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