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There is only one love, under the blazing, glimmering sun and that love is what I share for you. My love isn't something that I force upon myself, if I love you it's because I love you, a love genuine and true. I'll be there for you, as long as you'll be there for me. There is something that can only be understood by you and me. We are family. My generosity although infinite, is not yours or for free. My love would be for the world, if it were not for those consumed by greed and envy. I truly do care about you my friend I really do but, the hate you bring into this world is something we do not need. Don't think just because you're on my family tree, you're my everything... Only those who deserve me are my earth, my moon and sky. I'm not saying that I'm perfect, because none of us are but, it is you who does not try. All I ask is peace and is that truly all to much? If only we could all love and care, hate? There would be no speak of such. Even though everyone I loves dreams seem to come undone, I'll be there for my true family and for them I'll reach for the sun. If you ever need me, let me know and I'll be there, those who share trust. If I have to fight the world for my family it'll be you and me, just us.
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Despierta
Despierta, Mantic. Wake up. La salsa de mamá casi está lista. Despierta. Despierta. Despierta. Exclamaba Edda durante el tercer alineamiento astral que se propiciaba en nuestra contaminada galaxia. Han pasado ya 66 días, desde que aquella irresoluta muchacha de los labios rosas y mejillas blancas me dejara y se fuera de mi vida con argumentos tan triviales como 'Ya no quiero estar contigo'. Continué con lo mío mientras el estofado hervía y Edda extraía una carta de tarot más, colocándolas una por una boca abajo en la superficie del chifonier donde no estuviese maltratado. Sal&iacu
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Ensayo
¿Quién le enseña a la gente que no sabe querer, a querer?
No sé si es que el ser humano trae consigo al nacer esta extraordinaria virtud –la de querer-, y los que no sabemos, y nunca aprendemos, somos la mancha que eclipsa el normal funcionamiento de la sociedad; o si es una habilidad aprendida que simplemente no hemos logrado dominar con el paso del tiempo como el resto de nosotros. En verdad no sé, pero tampoco me interesa mucho que se me sea confirmado que estoy en lo correcto; es suficiente desasosiego con la suposición de ser un error, no creo poder con la certeza de ser uno.
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I'm dedicating this to my true family. I don't know if there are people in my family who love me because they feel obligated to it or they fake it but, I know it happens in my family. Very often, sadly... Anyways, I just wanted to say.. Just because we have the same blood flowing through us doesn't mean you're my family... I consider family to be a much higher thing... It requires genuine love, rather than obligated love. It requires trust and the ability to stick through anything together. And my true family, I'll do anything for... Those of you who aren't really my family, I could care less about you. The one thing that set me off to write this was Christina Millian's Us Against The World. It's a truly beautiful song and is one I dedicated to the same family I speak of in this poem. If you want to listen to if follow this: [link]
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