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2004-04-10 03:36:34 (UTC)

The Passion of Christ

As he walked upon that hill
He saw your face and mine
And we'll never know all the lives he spared
As they beat his legs and spine

Each step grew a little harder
And his body grew just as weak
He wore the crown of thorns upon his head
He could barely even speak.

--(Not Complete yet-Still working on it)--
Read the entry called "the room" It will touch your
heart forever

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