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New York City, United States
I am a poet, where the cry not cries, where the tear are not cardboard. Where the soul rests so close to heart, where the eyes look more than they say not to see. I am a poet where the letters disclose, The feeling of every being that it exists near, far, in pain and that ephemeral happiness that surrounds our existence... ------------------------- Soy una poetiza, donde el grito no llora, donde las lágrima no son de cartón. Donde el alma reposa tan cerca de un corazón, Donde los ojos miran mas allá de lo que dicen no ver. Soy una poetiza donde las letras divulgan, el sentimiento de cada ser que existe cerca, lejos, en dolor y en esa felicidad efímera que rodea nuestra existencia.

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viernes, 20 de noviembre de 2009

When You Have The Time To See Me…


If you ever see me crying!
Don’t be afraid.
Co’s I am ok.
It just my eyes… that need to fly.
Co’s they are the only one!
Who will miss you pass by.
Every time I need you help or just to say hi!

If you ever see me sad… please don’t you be concerned.
Is only my face… that it flying away?
Co’s I will always miss… who will make me smile.

If you ever see!
Who I am inside!
May be you will see… that I am the only one!
Who will show you… what it is that I hold deeper inside… of my hollow heart.
I may show more than those who will keep this great feeling out of your own heart.

By
Maileen Torres Rodriguez
11/20/2009

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