Publicerad 2014-09-23 12:42 av Rickard Eriksson




The pray of skin..

save my breathe, I am breathing right now. I am in sorrow for a while.
Hurt, disaster , when glory is gone.

My heart is slow and fast speak of something that last.
Borrow my only heart to survive in a skin of yours. Please give what I had in return of life... Save every one that could last. Give a future for the child who can not have their time on earth. Love the people you have in your after and next in life.

Give them my heart, I pray for my life...
I want to see every people smile...
But death is cursing us with the darkness.
Open your eyes!

Please save them in a heart of mien.
Forgive me father for my sin, if suicide in a broken heart of people is a answer, take my life, and show them your love.

This heart of mien could give you some spirit to have...
I will be answer on your questions right a head.
You know me as well, you are the creations of all... all life.

Please give the people what they want to see, light on earth like it use to be...
take a life for everybody else...

I am a sinner hope and waiting for your answer to talk to us.
I am caring person, but not.
I am searching for hope, but not.
Literately, I wrote you a mail.

Amen.





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