Capacity, by hard degrees, tpo bear a simple structure, when life has brought me to my knees wrapped in my self destruction, as time again, it passes by and time is marked by blame, the guilt inside, that comes to live, inside internal flame Capacity, by hard degrees the cells there, to divide, and live and breath my blood to beat and find somewhere to hide. Tolerance of all of me, forbearance of my pride Capacity to hold myself while something in me dies.Birth sign: Aries
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