dinsdag 4 maart 2014

A big treasure


It kills me to see us hurting each other

haunting each other
picking on every word the other says
Cursing and calling names
Ridiculing and playing games

I feel like keeping quiet for a while
Because I don't want to loose this feeling of mercy
This beautiful feeling of mercy
that entered my heart
as a big treasure



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