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Blood On Fire

I was as lost as the stones that will

No longer bleed tomorrow.

I was as drenched in holy blood

As a victim of martyrdom.

I was as hated, and I was at war

As hard as a partisan,

My dismal fears and uncertainties,

My diabolical chaos and soul on fire,

My death in frustration, struggle in flames,

My fears and emptiness, my tears of yearning,

All were congealed into blood on fire.

 


Biografía

Tim Cloudsley nació Cambridge, Inglaterra. Es sociologo, escritor y poeta. Trabajó como profesor en la Escuela de Idiomas, de la Universidad Industrial de Santander, Bucaramanga en el ámbito de estudios culturales y literatura.


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