children of the cruCifiXion: 11
we are child those lives so wasted a newborn prOof of love, priCe fOr doMinatiOn my brOther is suffering bruises all over his miNd a child from the grey sky an ago to never eND iMpaled on deCades of violenCe unknOwn or ignored what would be wOrse? night is within our heart we're dying when night... Sign in to see full entry.