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Bendable me
Now I get less startled thinking about my brother being gone Now I can connect the past and present knowing what he has been like then, how hard it was to convince him that life was in fact, beautiful He was fading out slowly like the colors in a pair of jeans I still have…
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The magic in the danger
I was thinking about how my mom doesn’t understand parts of me, and how it hurts that some of the best things about me she will never understand. But at the same time we do share great memories. There are some things she gives me and not others. Sometimes it hurt to think I was…
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Orphan Song
My mother is truth, the salt of life my father is my singing voice my brother is my burning self-respect and my sister is tomorrow, when women will conquer the sun my grandmother is hunger, eating, cooking, steaming, stirring flavours like a kaleidoscope of edible pieces of the world my grandfather is dancing, I am…
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A long road to nowhere
Today I realized I was fighting for something I didn’t even want, suffering the defeat of losing something I didn’t really want. I suffered while I couldn’t decide, while I should have been deciding I was fighting It’s over now and it hurts It hurts because I let him in to my secrets and tricks…
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Who?
They asked me ‘who?’ And I said, everybody. The rich and the poor The beautiful and the ugly The strong and the weak The sophisticated and the simple
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Technicolor
Pretty girls hear pretty lies But I don’t dream of love in technicolor anymore I used to runaway into the fantasy offered by the cinematic grainy texture of faces, lips, voices A fantasy so coldly uncaring whether I lived or died, as long as I paid with my belief I saw a rainbow on the…
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Somehow
I’ve become braver than before Somehow, braver … Me he vuelto más valiente que antes de alguna manera más valiente
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Todo lo que sabes
Me dijiste tu nombre Me dijiste cómo te rompieron, cómo te hicieron mal tú me dijiste que conocías el amor y que me mostrarías cómo sanar Dijiste que resucitarías a los muertos en tres días Así que esperé Noventa y nueve días y noventa y nueve noches Me dijiste que era tu solPero desaparezco en…
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All that you know
You told me your name You told me how they broke you, how they did you wrong You told me you knew love and that you would show me how to heal You said you would raise the dead in three days So I waited Ninety-nine days and ninety-nine nights You told me I was…
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Love always feels like acceptance
Everyone has two eyes, a nose, a mouth, a neck, two hands. There’s something similar and universal about being human. And when you love yourself, everyone loves themselves the same, with the same quality of love and the experience is the same, I believe. The circumstances may be infinitely different, but the experience of loving…
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