Tears running downing his cheek, out of his perfect eyes.
Brilliance beyond brilliance. Aqua into red tide.
No more now or ever, only crimson skies.
He forgave as I wept. I cried while he died.
He left our world with our sins as I pulled the spear out of his side.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
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