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The Hands of a KingSoft newborn hands Made to rest in straw Not given the courtesy of a KingThe Hands of a King
Worn, calloused hands That fasioned wood But nothing fit for a King
Tender, loving hands That healed the sick No reservations from the hands of a King
Broken, bleeding hands Pierced by Roman nails No pity for the hands of a King
Cold, dead hands Wrapped in embalming cloth No burial fit for a King
Loving, scarred hands Welcomed one last time An ascenion for only a King
Noble, honest hands Building palaces in heaven &n
by ~KingdomSeeker
NO WHERE TO RUNthe sun rise's in my eye's the fear i'm losing all the time.NO WHERE TO RUN
my tear's fall crazy on my face as if im in another place. my mind is full my heart is lost no word's can move my soul to be calm. the tear's blue the pain great the love strong the feeling that i dont know what's going on. i'm lost and looking scared and fearing saddened but dealing.
by ~winterwinds
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Gladiator
rock on buddie
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~What we do in life echoes in eternity. - Maximus
We mortals are but shadows and dust. - Proximo
Gladiator
and i would LOVE!
to watch you back
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~What we do in life echoes in eternity. - Maximus
We mortals are but shadows and dust. - Proximo
Gladiator
awsome gallery you have started
keep up the good work
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~What we do in life echoes in eternity. - Maximus
We mortals are but shadows and dust. - Proximo
Gladiator
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