Monday, March 15, 2010

tuff luv

The hill was muddy&steep.He fell two times&busted two teeth.The guard delivered two blows&knocked him off his feet.The flogging post splinter in his wrist;the torn skin from his knees.His back showing the muscle underneath."No one takes my life from me.I lay it down."They took thorns&made a crown,beat him with clubs&paraded him around."Forgive them.They don't know what they're doing right now."

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