I mistook , O lord,
I lived today between yesterday and tomorrow,
In your spectrum of love ,
Your wishes were beloved ,
What sort of history you hide , That story you did ,
My heart is battlefields, Battlefields die slowly,
I thought , O lord ,
All my sight been blind ,
All the days and all the nights, even when the sunrise,
You broke me twice,
I lost it , O lord ,
That feeling that hope,
No more thinking ,
No way to wake up.
©anfaliesa
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