The Second Station


Ignorant of love

Draped in a purple cloak

Woven with ruby tears


Suspended by darkness

Impaled on mocking thorns

Ridiculed torment


Bearing our pain

Crushed beneath the weight

Outpoured love

For splintered incision

And cruel nails


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Thank you for reading my poems. Please don't feel you have to comment. I enjoyed writing them, I hope you enjoyed reading them, Be blessed.

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