We believe we know everything and the world as if nothing could make us fall. We are kings, princesses, princes and queens of the realm where we are the best, the elite, the top of the mountain .... but not true because we are not really more than just failed experiments, used condoms and broken dolls . Errores.Somos a lot of errors accumulated on the margins of time, and we are not perfect, because we are full of scars. Scarring
most unexpected places, but hidden from us mimes, as if we tubiesemos treasure maps and a lot of X in red, remnants of old wounds. Some of them get them to close completely, leaving behind and are simply there, recalling an echo that has been in the past and will not return. Others are open wounds that sometimes when we least want to show, bleed, and make us daño.Y others are joining costante. What is worse, the new and painful wounds or those that never get shut down completely? Personally I think the worst are the old wounds, past because they are the most hurt, as a death of someone important or a farewell, are wounds that have never managed to close completely and prevent you from moving forward. Perhaps
scars are there to teach us things, to remind us all that we and why we decided to go forward mind forget to fill them. We teach because we hurt so much and the mistake we made and we have to close them and move on, do not delude ourselves that if we leave them there, eventually maybe one day disappear. Because these are open wounds that hurt, that we lie and confuse us, and remind us all that well and could leave for other reasons, we lost him forever.
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