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Crown of Thorns

Martyr or devil? To be denied all salvation? I decline, That thin white line is one I wish not, To cross, Despite the beauty burning on the other side, Petrified, Of that which is unknown? I look upon the crown of thorns the radiant light, I know my rest is eternal.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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