In times of grief we take up our crosses,

Cry to the Above for strength in our weakness,

lick our wounds and count our losses,
Light candles to chase away the darkness.
Ask for forgiveness and pray for salvation,
Hope for the future, and bury our past.
Maleficers spit out their curses in frustration,
their wicked spells they will cast.
When hardship comes, they wash their woes in shame...

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Some people hold on to memories they never had and feelings they never felt, just to justify their existence. To all of them I say: cry when u have to, and leave depression to those with wounded souls.

                                                                                           Chino.

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Something I wrote

was for you

a letter

torn between the tears,

I wrote it in despair

then forgot.

Today

I find your answer

in a bottom drawer.

I read it through

and after

some eight or nine years now

your scent

still lingers

at the end of each paragraph.

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