SUICIDA
Autor: Ivaldo(Esotérico) | Publicado: 2012-10-15T06:55:00-07:00








&nbsp; SUICIDA - Torna-Se Um Ser Digno De Pena, Pois Não
Suportando Uma Dor, A Si Mesmo Se Condena, Num Momento De Extremismo, Onde Não
Encontrou O amparo Do Amor, Do Amigo, Do Conselheiro, Deixando-se Cair no
Abismo... 


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Tirar A Vida Que&nbsp;É
Sagrada,&nbsp;Que Só A Deus Pertence, Medir Até Onde Vai&nbsp;Essa
Caminhada E Suas Consequências.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Pensar Escapar De Um Sofrimento,
Insurportável No Momento E,&nbsp;Recorrer A Esse&nbsp;Crime Dito Imperdoável,
Não É Recomendável.


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;O Ser Vai Se Arrastar No Vale Dos
Suícidas,&nbsp;Pelo Tempo Restante Que Teria De Vida - DEVEMOS DAR MUITA ORAÇÃO
A ESSA ALMA COMBALIDA, QUE SÓ ASSIM, OS ANJOS DE RESGATE ENXERGAM&nbsp; A
LUZ&nbsp; QUE É DIRECIONADA A ESSA ALMA SOFRIDA...


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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; SUICIDA


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Alma perdida,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Por Amor Ou Dor,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Ao Tirar A Vida,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A Escuridão Se Condenou.


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A Dor Incontrolável,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Que Arrasa O Peito Do Ser,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;É Um Sentimento Indesejável,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Que Tira A Razão De Viver.


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Deus No Céu Chorou,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Prantos Do Amanhecer,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Ao Ver Tanto Amargor,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; E Um Filho Seu&nbsp;Fenecer.


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As Trevas Logo Abraça,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A Alma Infeliz&nbsp; Suicida,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Que Não Teve A Graça


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; De ver As Alegrias Da Vida.


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Na Escuridão A Desgraça,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Fustiga Um Espírito A Chorar,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Que Implora Ao Criador,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A Chance De Um Dia Voltar.


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Uma Vida Ceifada Assim,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Antes Do Tempo Chegar,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; É Um Crime Bem Ruim,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Karma&nbsp;A Atormentar.


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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; O Tempo Nas Trevas&nbsp;É Sofrido,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Meses ou anos A Chorar,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Esperanças Diluídas


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Até Seu&nbsp;Crime Pagar.


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chega A&nbsp;Hora Do
Arrependimento,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Depois De Muito Sofrer,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sopra Deus A Ele&nbsp;Alento,


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Para Nova Vida Empreender.


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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Ivaldo(Esotérico) - Autor


&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
15/10/2012



 
 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
 
 
 

 
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