banish hatred from me.
He is like a fearsome disease takes hold
of a few of my
senses, is installed in my bloodstream
feeling destroying everything and then goes to my heart
to live there as master. Renacer
will try to be someone else
more human, sensitive, always risking
my skin. That damn hate
walk around me, I know. You want to be again
salt in my eyes,
murderer of my dreams.
No, I do not want
drink your poison, it tastes bitter
and leave traces of sulfur in my feet. So today
from forgiveness grows green again, and my wounds are healed
pestilential
with el aroma a menta y manzanilla.
El primer rayo de la aurora
me besó, me bañó, me trajo otra oportunidad.
Así murió el odio y vive en mí el amor.
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