procesion
Gota de Agua
helpTurn off your lies, Turn on your eyes, Look at the person in front of you. What do you see?help
You see me bound by bandaged hands, You see my eyes red sore from crying, You see my lips cracked dry from howling. I hurt myself.
Lift up your quilt, Invite me in, To feel the warmth, Hold me like you once did, My dreams scare. These dreams aren’t fair. Take away the hurt.
You see me helpless You seem so thoughtless.
Compared to you, I have no chance, Without you.
Just help me To feel free &nb
work in progress
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Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth, but supreme beauty – a beauty cold and austere, without appeal to any part of our weaker nature...sublimely pure, and capable of a stern perfection. B. Russell
what did you think of it?
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'i am attempting to kill, the little boy inside.'
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