viernes, 11 de marzo de 2011

my father

I have followed you
at the gates of hell
never stop believing
in your heart ...
Taming sorrows
senseless fight
against all
against ourselves.
We learned the craft
mending souls stitching,
damn tired
pledge to our destination.
stolen time to time
decisions stolen the heart.
The criticisms of the child
are the scars of man
still misses you.

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