My passengers are hate, love, lame, the contempt, perennials. I've never been afraid to hate. My rage is harmless. At best, secret oaths. My biggest fear is despised, because I became a master in forgetting. Are associated with amnesia in mutilating. I trained to forget. I am guilty of murder emotional. Cool, I can cut up anyone who wants to. Calculation, the murderess with disdain.
I love hard, but I forget casually. Turn your back and ready, it ended. Gate around the eyes. Void odors. Tattered memories. Limo tattoos. I throw in the trash that made my soul hurt. I do not plan of revenge ever: there's no need, who are skilled in dilute hurt me.
No, I do not I'm not bragging. I know myself when I sin against contempt. I put an end to the possibility of forgiveness, of mercy to close the door key and I walk away from the well. I have to commit to not let the mediocrity, which I hate so much, let me zoom out. I need the nobility of the myths that displace the pain of the past - my beats per decade. I acknowledge that I am crippled when I delete someone. I do not like to be indifferent. From
soon suffered. Suffering and then I created a shell. I covered myself with my coat insensitivity to survive. So, I fell in love with Jesus of Nazareth. He won the hatred without a dagger. Unarmed, with only goodness, overtook the evil. Without relying on any army, made the most surprising tenderness, the strength of the universe.
I acknowledge my failure. What I have a lot to learn. I am confident that you will warmly welcome those who pull the stone out who is tilt of envy and walk two miles with those who conspire to destroy. Soli Deo Gloria
I love hard, but I forget casually. Turn your back and ready, it ended. Gate around the eyes. Void odors. Tattered memories. Limo tattoos. I throw in the trash that made my soul hurt. I do not plan of revenge ever: there's no need, who are skilled in dilute hurt me.
No, I do not I'm not bragging. I know myself when I sin against contempt. I put an end to the possibility of forgiveness, of mercy to close the door key and I walk away from the well. I have to commit to not let the mediocrity, which I hate so much, let me zoom out. I need the nobility of the myths that displace the pain of the past - my beats per decade. I acknowledge that I am crippled when I delete someone. I do not like to be indifferent. From
soon suffered. Suffering and then I created a shell. I covered myself with my coat insensitivity to survive. So, I fell in love with Jesus of Nazareth. He won the hatred without a dagger. Unarmed, with only goodness, overtook the evil. Without relying on any army, made the most surprising tenderness, the strength of the universe.
I acknowledge my failure. What I have a lot to learn. I am confident that you will warmly welcome those who pull the stone out who is tilt of envy and walk two miles with those who conspire to destroy. Soli Deo Gloria
From: Ricardo Gondim
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