Impasse and confusion
Impasse and confusion
Impasse and confusion
No mother is easy to cross Even the purest of souls can be damned
Kindness is vain devoid of wickedness
The tears sissone the smiles of joy
Life is a mystery devoid of science
Animals are not so different from humans and their so-called consciences
What about virtue?
What about drunkenness
Of the ecstasy of a soul on the lookout
To be stupid or not is this a kind of wisdom?
Live today to let yesterday die
A hurt ego can't be proud
The civilized man is the worst savage
Since he dominates his brother with his own rage
Tribute to Death
On the accordion of angels
Demons men and sins
Life changed life, strange life.
About the Creator
Jean Bernard Dessources
I have a 4 year old daughter . I use writing to bring out everything that hurts me . All my texts are part of what I'm going through:my loneliness doubts fears broken heart . Please read and encourage me by leaving your comments.
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