Death before no pain
Rush poetry from a 15-minute writing session
What will become of me now that I don't know pain?
What will become of me when my soul has no passion?
And when they ask me about sorrows, and I don't know a man
Generate from my being a false compassion
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Death before the masking of my spirit,
Death… Before!
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Only from my pain, I can understand others'.
Suffering is unavoidable and we all have to go through it.
Learn to embrace suffering.
Without suffering, our life would be false, remove the mask of eternal (inexistent) happiness: all good must come from evil; all evil must come from good.
To stop loving, to stop being hurt; to stop trying, to stop failing; to stop smiling, to stop crying; to stop protecting, to stop losing... is death.
"Humiliation, misery, discord. Those things were given to us so that we can transmute them, so that we can make the miserable circumstances of our lives eternal things, or aspire to do so" ―Jorge Luis Borges
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