Thursday, December 31, 2009
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Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Chispear
Que esperas- tanto tiempo…siempre sola?
Que te importa?
Yo estoy bien.
Enamorada con la luna pero no … “De Miel”
Vivo sola.
Encantada con mis suenos porque la vida fue muy cruel.
A despertar abrazo al mundo por no estar a tus peis.
No me esperen
Tanto tiempo
Siempre sola
Estoy bien.
Que te importa?
Yo estoy bien.
Enamorada con la luna pero no … “De Miel”
Vivo sola.
Encantada con mis suenos porque la vida fue muy cruel.
A despertar abrazo al mundo por no estar a tus peis.
No me esperen
Tanto tiempo
Siempre sola
Estoy bien.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Disposable…
Our actions are dismissible
While our beliefs are attainable
Our values are manageable… as our love is disposable.
What led to this?
How could we omit this?
I sanction what I know, and this has led me to grow old.
His actions are dismissible as her beliefs are attainable
My values are manageable because their love was disposable.
What is the significance?
I know most truly don’t mind…
If we could only be so bold, we wouldn’t have to pretend…that love is a feeling we truly own.
Lust…lust…lust…
My actions are dismissible
While his beliefs are attainable
As her values are compromised- this had no acceptance of love in the first place because she forgave him.
He didn’t love her; it was convenient for him to say the words because everything was attainable for him…
I managed my values… lust… lust....lust at least I was bold enough to say it.
See I can’t confuse the two, for love… isn’t something that I do.
Love- disposable for some...
While our beliefs are attainable
Our values are manageable… as our love is disposable.
What led to this?
How could we omit this?
I sanction what I know, and this has led me to grow old.
His actions are dismissible as her beliefs are attainable
My values are manageable because their love was disposable.
What is the significance?
I know most truly don’t mind…
If we could only be so bold, we wouldn’t have to pretend…that love is a feeling we truly own.
Lust…lust…lust…
My actions are dismissible
While his beliefs are attainable
As her values are compromised- this had no acceptance of love in the first place because she forgave him.
He didn’t love her; it was convenient for him to say the words because everything was attainable for him…
I managed my values… lust… lust....lust at least I was bold enough to say it.
See I can’t confuse the two, for love… isn’t something that I do.
Love- disposable for some...
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