Crônicas Da Minha Alma
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Última publicación dom, ene 17, 2016
O reflexo de sua alma
Vcs já tocaram no espelho querendo q sua mão podesse atrave lo ?
O reflexo de si proprio todos conseguem ver mas não podemos toca lo isso é tao frustrante ... O espelho muitas vezes reflete nao só a nós mas nossa alma, quantas vezes vc já se olhou no espelho e sentiu medo ou nojo do q via ? A sensação de insegurança e a busca desenfreada por defeitos em nós pode nos torturar
Mas vemos no espelho a unica pessoa capaz de nos entender e essa pessoa é vc msm "Eu gortaria de apenas um toque isso já seria o suficiente para satisfazer minha curiosidade"
É como se as duas metades de vc jamais pudessem se unir é uma separação eterna
Como se do outro lado ouvesse um outro vc uma outra vida e vc esta no pior lado do espelho
Vc nunca sera completo e devida mente feliz se não se amar diante dele !
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