giovedì 11 febbraio 2016

Redemption by STEFANO DONNO

The moment confused the nearest obstacle
deforms the tragic talk of a dull thought
the words are dispersed along old routes centuries
the joint gap to a mystical need God
He leaves a bad taste in the mouth roar of a bewildered soul
and redemption is worth so little that forgiveness is entreated
and even hell refuses unnecessary parcel yield better separation

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