No soy perfecta
Ni la mas bella
Ni la mas calmada
Ni la mas inteligente
Ni la mas divertida...
Lo siento
Por no ser lo que deseabas
Por no ser tan fuerte
Como tu quisieras
Por llevar las lagrimas a flor de
piel
Por se diferente
Por amar demasiado
Y por no esperar nada a cambio.
Disculpame. Es mi error no el tuyo. Me toca a mi correjirlo.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Monday, April 22, 2019
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Our Stories
We are build up of little stories, experiences that all together craft and make sense of our lives. Like a fragile spiderweb, we work on it...
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Flowers to celebrate me To brighten my heart with the colors of life! April flowers for a flower...
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I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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It hurts Sometimes To cut the ties With what you love Because Your own sanity Is at play It hurts Like when a bird Opens the. Cage And flye...
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