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Monday, March 15, 2010

a fear : to the one above

I fear to touch a flower
I fear to touch you
You are beautiful and delicate
I am rough and ugly
I am no more present
your presence is always felt.
Thing that i deny are becoming a nightmare.
things that i wish for you are coming as true as you
i no more belong to you
i am part of the world
for me a sin has been committed
i am born
i can't be more apologetic
i can't say more
i found a beautiful you in you
and i pray i always stay within you.....

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