"It wasn't the heart that wanted
To be like the intruder,
Time is short and short as the diver,
Without his camouflage under the floor.
"Too bad for me, I didn't love;
Too bad for me, I didn't give myself up.
"There are people like me.
There are worse, in my situation.
"I am not grateful.
I am inconsiderate.
So much so that I don't know who did it:
A perfect world, all in my lap.
"I am not Emil Cerda,
I am an unrepeatable time,
And sad;
That wants to be hired,
That wants to be read.
But, God made me like this.
Thank you Jesus,
But today, maybe I will die better."
- Author: Quotation marks (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 2nd, 2020 20:41
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 11
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