A short poem.
A crown of thorns
Tears at the flesh that was my bread
spills the blood that was my wine.
salvation , hope
taken from me by my own hands
my own words
my own kiss.
I am the face of betrayal
the traitor.
The one who took up the mantle of humanity’s sin
I am Judas.
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