Te conoci alguna vez
Ahora ya no se
Ni quien eres
Ni que quieres
Ni a donde vas
Ni de donde vienes...
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Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Tuesday, June 4, 2019
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The Broken Glass
Shattered in pieces Over the cold dark floor Lays like a broken glass Red pieces of my broken heart I had it broken many times before And m...
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Listen, just listen to the hours They are trying to tell you something...
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To the music...the sensous rythm...the words wrotten by an excentric poet...it brings so many memories...of family reunions...special times ...
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Listen to the silence That speaks about the goodbye That we never said... Listen to the footsteps That sneak into our souls And scare t...
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