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About This Poem
My Crazy Life
Mi Vida Loca.
Cherubims have 4 wings, I shall only have two.
Lions have 4 legs, I, Only two.
Mi Vida Loca.
The Path to love, like Christ, is the head of a pen sitting in sunlight.
In the pen.
In darkened light.
We bleed unseen wounds and look through the refracting lenses of addiction.
I shed many things, many appetites, and much betrayal.
You saw many things, many appetites, and much betrayal.
I am sorry.
Nossa Vida Loca.
You see in me, what barely fits through the head of a pen, sitting in sunlight.
I see in you, the voice which guided me through it.
Cherubims have 4 wings, I shall only have two.
Lions have 4 legs, I, only two.
Christ was brought three gifts, I only you.
4 legs, 4 wings, one flesh, and eternal love.
The sunlight shines brightly,
As the pen fades away, I rise.
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