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Prettyboyfloyd
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Nov 2024
TILL THE END OF TIME
When the stone was unrolled and noone was there, just a blanket of the living not to be found among the dead.
After the toss of a coin lost all he had a purple robe to one of the soldiers for the cost of what fortune hell to pay.
Dying his own choice the words said and king the name on cross above his head by authority is to give it was given.
Mocked till the last hour they laughed he saved others let him save himself as the only one not in need to be saved.
No one there but john and women in front of the crucified of least that innocent most of men to be done as written.
As he cried in terrible hour for father why left him alone when but for hearts of the world to ache had to look away.
Till death has come to meet its match after the crows and the spear and the earthquiek and the temple breaking in half.
When the stone was unrolled after waking the guards as it was since third day you promised be till end of time.
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#truth
#wisdom
#faith
#fate
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