hierve la sangre.
No deja de drenar dolor
todas la heridas
todas se han abierto.
Mi corazón se ha inflamado.
mi corazón antes rojo,
ahora es dorado.
Partiré mi torax en dos.
He dormido y he soñado
He despertado a cada rato
(...)
Bloody Passages
Frío es el día,
Though the day of my Destiny's over,
and the star of my Fate hath declined,
thy soft heart refused to discover
the faults which so many could find;
though thy Soul with my grief was acquainted,it shrunk not to share it with me, and the Love which my Spirit hath painted,it never hath found but in Thee.
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