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Why are your eyes closed?
Shouldn't they be open
to see the war of your creation?
Why do they suppose
They say you never existed,
don't you feel rejected?
Sometimes I say I hate you,
why would you still love me?
Your body bruised
You bled and begged for mercy.
They did not listen
knowing this is your destiny.
You were the sacrifice.
You gave me the will to live.
Right in front of your face,
Why did you still forgive
the one's who never believed?
Worshiped and yet deceived.
You are only a man, protecting those
who are not even your own.
Don't understand
why they didn't
give you a chance
keeping your story to
become a legend.
Someone must love me,
because I have you to help me survive,
It's a true miracle,
and I always give thanks to
the reasons I'm still alive.
Jessica Garcia
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