UtopΓas | PoesΓa [ES/EN]
La mejilla suele ser un pretexto; el puΓ±al otro. La espalda, donde muchos ven la cicatriz, es solo un instante, el restoβ¦
La mejilla suele ser un pretexto; el puΓ±al otro. La espalda, donde muchos ven la cicatriz, es solo un instante, el restoβ¦
While the trees Flourish and the flowers bloom The birds fly in a harmonic rhyme A jubilee for a season they await An invite for yet another dance They circle round an entireβ¦
No preguntes. Una mujer sabe cΓ³mo morder sus labios, creerse vΓctima a pesar del polvo y la ignorancia. El Cristo, puede ser la proyecciΓ³n de la inocencia, o una simple pausa.β¦
The world was loud, lonely, a blurry stream Everything seem static, a shadow of what was real A life that felt cold , lost of its warmth Until you stepped into the waking dreamβ¦
Hello coffee lovers! Various circumstances beyond my control have kept me away from this lovely spaceβ¦
Limit the distraction and see how you'll excel.. Most times you're not burned out, you're just putting your energy into the wrongβ¦
The morning breaks wih a golden grace A smile buried beneath the lores A shadow fades, the dark hides her skin Paving ways for light to come. A rhymthical dance among theβ¦
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