It flooded me …

The biggest absence I’m subjected to is mine. The only fear I bear is the fear of others. The time I have is lost. The sin I’m proud of, I did not commit. The thorn that I tolerate scratches the others. The cure I know comes from others. The only right advice I did not choose. My confession is not true. The truth that I confess I have discarded. The only bet I make is already lost. The only fun is what I dreamed of. The only hope is tomorrow beyond from here.

The only tear I allowed to flood ….

 

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