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There's a cross cut into my hand. lets me understand exactly what my god demands. Yes it hurts. but take some needle and thread and i can stitch out the red on my hand and in my head. It will be there forever it's really deep I feel it in my sleep but this cross I must keep.
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May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 6:32 PM UTC
Crossed
There's a cross cut into my hand. lets me understand exactly what my god demands. Yes it hurts. but take some needle and thread and i can stitch out the red on my hand and in my head. It will be there forever it's really deep I feel it in my sleep but this cross I must keep.
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May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 6:32 PM UTC
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