But why?

Why? You ask. Because, I reply. If you know. Since I know. And yet… Yet. You don’t know, says you. I don’t, I second. So? It’s all the same. Maybe you should… Maybe not. There are no arguments. But those are the strongest ones. There are good reasons to do the same. As it was,…

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Pintura etérea

Te tengo que decir una cosa. Eres preciosa. Tus sonrisas adornan el mundo en el que vivo. Tus palabras resuenan en el viento y ponen música a mi vida. El sol brilla cuando sé que eres feliz y el frío solo hace que avivar el fuego de mi sangre cuando sé que estás allí. Me…

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Nada, de nada

Era en el precipicio al vacío que nacían mis palabras. Pero una vez caí, todo era nada. Nada al respirar, nada al levantarme, nada al comer, nada al hablar y escuchar. Nada fue nunca peor, porque en la nada no hay esperanza, no hay pasado que valga la pena ni futuro que te vaya a salvar. La…

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Lost shooting star

There was a star shining in my sky, in my heart. It was always there, watching over me while I looked up, wondering how to get closer. Now, I look up but it’s gone, and I can only dream, and try to remember it, and I have to forget her, because the sky is empty…

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The warrior’s ghost

To breathe and not to think, about all those paths that we are not to step on, about the monsters that do not come during the day, but watch us from the dark and bring the nightmares we can’t fight. Not to jump to that pit that falls to our feet, nor to desperate at…

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Inundación regalada

Un torrente de ternura recorre mis venas y gotea sin prisa en el vaso de cristal de mi corazón,un vaso que se hunde en un mar cálido de azúcar. Me veo cautivada en medio de una tormenta que envuelve mi mente. Vivo en el centro de un abrazo que permanece pegado a mi alma. La…

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The Silence

There was a time when cries for help remained unanswered. They were so loud inside the body that they permeated her whole life. Silent, they seemed to stay. Echoing, vibrating, never turning into words. The reverberations of those prayers to no god, to no person, to nowhere, were muffled in the void of solitude. And…

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Quiero un amor en mi vida

Quiero un amor que solo dure mi presente. Quiero un amor que sea la mejor historia de amor, con un poco de todas las demás. Quiero un amor que me haga respirar más fuerte, soñar sueños más grandes y vivir con mayor intensidad. Quiero un amor que me haga llorar por las mejores razones, aunque…

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It ain’t life

It ain’t love, it ain’t life: that which does not change you, that which does not break you, that which does not challenge you. It ain’t love, it ain’t life: if it does not erase, the faces from your mind, the wants and the donts, if it does not crash the dreams and goals the…

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The Watcher and the Goddess

There was a stone soldier watching me. Something in his eyes made me shiver. Somehow, those eyes seemed to be alive, not because they seemed to follow my moves, but because when I looked at them, I had the feeling there was someone looking back at me. The stone soldier was holding the entrance to…

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