Stigma

I had to surrender

myself to love

love has caught

me on the scene of the crime

I had to admit the woman

was my only one

My truely object

I casted a stone at her window

but I missed

The man came out

and killed me

I rised from the dead

and went in to the house

through the gate this time

I noticed that my hands were pierced

with big holes

like Christ and the bandits

in the painting

in the cathedral

behind the altar

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