I am a crucified thief
Dying for my unnumbered sins
Besides me dies the 'sinful' God
Who takes away the sins of the world
His fingers freeze from cold
His eyes are dark with desert dust
His throat is a coarse from thirst
He suffers thus for me and you
I am a crucified thief
Stealing away the love of God
I am crucified with Christ
To be with Him in paradise
The sun above for fear hides
The earth beneath in pain shakes
And buried souls awake to weep
While angels bow and wink in tears
Alone, I stole,stole
But here with Christ I die
He dies for crucified thieves
And steals their sins away
YOU ARE READING
not a story
Spiritualu know what I miss... I miss the life in us, I miss texting u and thinking..oh oh he is typing. I miss the love emojiz n the numerous kissy faces. I miss the therapy when am scared or a Lil bit worried. I miss the comfort that came with you. I donno...
