
But we both know it was I who forsake myself.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Spiritual/Angst - Words: 35 - Published: 06-12-09 - id: 2684421
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Words flow from my fingertips
As if they were nothing but rain.
The tears of the clouds for my
Dead stone words that were
Used for the stoning of Christ.
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