poetry

  • So Much

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    1 min de lectura

    I’m missing the airAnd that flower I threw into the mud to close,I have many days left that I spend so alone.I’m missing the mornings and your kisses today,I have more than enough reasons to stay. Every night not enjoyed,Every night I feel the lonely coldKnowing that you don’t believe in loveAnd refuse to heal…

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  • Forbidden love

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    1 min de lectura

    You said you would return my hope,But I seem to have counted thirteen days.I’m behind, behind the door,I see the same pictures, the same chairs,Remembering all that I’ve cried. I look forward to this broken time here.It’s cruel, this life is too hardAnd there are only ghosts.No, I really don’t know,Don’t know what you’re doing…

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  • Confesión

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    1 min de lectura

    Adoro los sueños constantes de cada mañana con tu presencia, otro día que pasa, lastima sentir tan cerca tu ausencia. Te pido un tiempo y lucen de mentira tus gestos, me niegas, ¿piensas en lo que siento?. Soy tu ‘nada que ver’, cada palabra mal dicha me acaba, y de necio pienso que ‘fue sin…

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