J - 59

J - 59
I have been blessed,
Now I want to be a blessing.

I have been loved,
Now I want to bring love.

I've been invited,
I want to share the invitation.

I have been changed
To bring change, to bring change.

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# Posted on Sunday, 20 April 2008 at 2:38 PM

En vers et contre toi.

En vers et contre toi.
Dos enemigos frente a frente
Son como la explosion del volcan
Y las montanas que se alzan.

Dos enemigos frente a frente
Son como el agua y el fuego,
Una mezcla de odio y violencia.

Dos enemigos frente a frente
Son como la espada y el escudo,
Se puede oi­r los gritos de dolor.

Dos enemigos frente a frente
Son como un tornado devastador,
Lleno de colera y sed de venganza.
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# Posted on Tuesday, 15 April 2008 at 3:58 PM

Edited on Saturday, 28 June 2008 at 6:27 AM

I'll kill her. She stole my future, she broke my dream. _________________________________________________She stole my future when she took you away. I'll kill her.

She came across tonight, we laughed together, she trusted me, I smiled to her.
But I could see you everytime I closed my eyes, I could imagine our hearts beating against each others.
I heard your song in my dreams.

I know I messed it up, we had no future.
I already loved the way you looked at me, I felt the tenderness you wanted in your smile and in your eyes.

Your voice shook my soul.
I knew I was ready to listen to it for ever, but you were already so far away and I got scared.

It went so fast, I didn't have time to breathe.
I miss the skin I never touched, I miss the love I never had but I felt deep inside when you looked at me that you saw us.
Remember me.
I'll kill her. She stole my future, she broke my dream. _________________________________________________She stole my future when she took you away. I'll kill her.
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# Posted on Sunday, 30 March 2008 at 9:09 PM

Edited on Saturday, 28 June 2008 at 6:22 AM

La voie du sang de ton frere crie envers moi.

La voie du sang de ton frere crie envers moi.
"Passons, passon, parce que tout passe
Je me retournerai souvent.
Les souvenirs sont cors de chasse
Dont meurt le bruit parmi le vent."
Apollinaire

Dieu est responsable de l'homme, mais l'homme est responsable d'autrui.

AMEN.
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# Posted on Saturday, 08 March 2008 at 2:52 PM