Your hatred may grow till the end of the night!
But when time comes and you can't control
All your false thoughts of you palsied mind!
All your masks for the made-up role
Fall behind the tears that fright...
May the blessing lie upon your shoulders
Easing the weight of your numerous burdens!
May the angels answer countless prayers
Relive and remember holy cordons
Of your faith - scattering dark smoulders.
Your hatred is not grounded!
You know it deep in the corners of your heart.
May the fears disappear taking anxiety away!
Don't tear your essence apart!
For all misfortunes are simply bounded...
So smile when you think
And smile when you dream!
Let the holy ink
Write the better living scheme...
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For the sake of humility may the spirit of an innocent and sincere child forever remain...
08.12.12 19:44
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