Tenuous Undeath

August 28, 2010 § Leave a Comment

The savior stumbled from a hollowness of heart.

His wrists bled, but not from nails.

His ankles chafed, but not from ropes.

His father cackled, but not from joy.

He returned, But not from death.

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