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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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lunes, 2 de mayo de 2011


How long?

It's been a long time since
I've seen your face my love
And it is your voice
That I miss the most...
I have left you
For a very long time
But I still love you and love you still
But it is your heart
That does not want my love
And I still love you
But I still love you
It is our soul
That ways for the love I hold
It is you’re my love
Always belong to you
If you must know!

By Maileen Torres Rodriguez

I am a poetess;
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...

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