Tag Archives: Love
Friday night, you took an exceptional life – the love of my life, the mother of my son – but you will not have my hatred. I don’t know who you are and I don’t want to know, you are dead souls. If this God, for whom you kill blindly, made us in his image, every bullet in the body of my wife would have been one more wound in his heart.
A conflict between heart and mind
A love that is destined to die
A memory of my own demise
Am I yours? Are you mine?