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* THE PAINFUL * ************************
Livid's face, pale lips.
Hands that hurt to join, frost. Eyes
sacred tears pouring
delirious look on Mount Calvary.
... Feet
strong move over the pebbles.
listening ears and yelling profanities. Heart
and silent suffering, forgiving ...
and calls them all in silence, children.
... Figure
that advances with noble fortitude
after the sacred body that is tired and faint
falling.
again and who stumbles indulgent smile hurts.
...
The town swarms with vile glee. Raise your fists
hollow victory, with lifts
fierce murderer,
blood staining his black heart.
... Back in the tree
Jesus starts.
His lips parched, thirsty parted.
A sob released when it dies, calling
anxious to His Father.
... Winds whip
and buzz loudly. With just reproach
land cracking. The ocean roars
great gale rushing stream
and drag trees.
...
Mother clings to the feet of Christ.
rips his chest pain of love. His eyes behold
the divine face ...
and calls them all in silence, children.
...
I sent him his brother Xavier, whom I a great friendship for many years, rn we were colleagues. They are sharing with much appreciation: ALF, the Tapatio, on Holy Thursday the year of God of 2011, to all my friends and other readers.
Livid's face, pale lips.
Hands that hurt to join, frost. Eyes
sacred tears pouring
delirious look on Mount Calvary.
... Feet
strong move over the pebbles.
listening ears and yelling profanities. Heart
and silent suffering, forgiving ...
and calls them all in silence, children.
... Figure
that advances with noble fortitude
after the sacred body that is tired and faint
falling.
again and who stumbles indulgent smile hurts.
...
The town swarms with vile glee. Raise your fists
hollow victory, with lifts
fierce murderer,
blood staining his black heart.
... Back in the tree
Jesus starts.
His lips parched, thirsty parted.
A sob released when it dies, calling
anxious to His Father.
... Winds whip
and buzz loudly. With just reproach
land cracking. The ocean roars
great gale rushing stream
and drag trees.
...
Mother clings to the feet of Christ.
rips his chest pain of love. His eyes behold
the divine face ...
and calls them all in silence, children.
...
I sent him his brother Xavier, whom I a great friendship for many years, rn we were colleagues. They are sharing with much appreciation: ALF, the Tapatio, on Holy Thursday the year of God of 2011, to all my friends and other readers.
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