Crucifix

When you were bled dry,

You wiped my sins away.



I could never earn

My own salvation

If not for your sacrifice~

The perfect atonement.



Your skin was torn,

Your palms pierced,

Your head punctured.



You did it all just

So when your

Side was speared

You would pour out

Your love for us.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: “you’ll find the cross only fits when your hands and feet are nailed to it.” [vultures – envy on the coast.]

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