God willing my emotional wounds heals;
God willing I will reach my highest tall
by responsability with my feels.
Writing is too difficult for a kid,
the life is too much painful for a man;
but I don't give up myself, I don't feed
the sadness and depression, if I can.
My rosary I'm holding with my soul,
God willing, I will reach the eternal hub,
and this earthly deep sorrow soon will fall,
my soul will fly in wings of a cherub.
My life, my death, my soul is in God's will,
for His love I'll do more than just fulfil.
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