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Seen, heard, written all over
My eyes close on a good day and a verse writes itself, turn on the water in the shower and by the end I’ve written a page But tonight, under the dull stars nearing March, my mind as cluttered as the sky can only hear words get stuck as my eyelids touch my under-eye Mistrust is now normalcy and instead of asking why I wish they could see who made these eyes cry Cause it might be cluttered but my mind’s still running and written on its corners are their names all over.
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Pride: A Poem
When I think back to all I’ve had and how I blew it and the things they ruined, and how hard it can be to repair a feeling so fleeting but so filling, there’s almost always been this culprit and it’s impulsive and repulsive and most of all, destructive. Some people inherit it and some are lucky enough not to know it or admit it, that they fit in the description and definition of the egocentric. Pride it is called, and you’d be enthralled by the power it has on you and how it’d change your views of a potentially good relationship between you two or the new ones you…
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How is a Story Born?
How is a story born? A story is born… When we do things we shouldn’t do. When you look at me the way you do. When he pays hush money for his sin. When the doctor calls about your skin. When you fall for me before her eyes. When despite the lies you have butterflies. When you quit your job and travel seas. When she’d die for you and you can’t see. When suddenly you have more mouths to feed. When friends get mad if you succeed. When your double life ends up on the front page. When everything you do seems to be an outrage. When they’re born rich…
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Compilation of Best Posts
To whom it may concern: I compiled my favorite and best blog posts from the past six years and they’re now in this eBook format, for the avid reader on the go. You can make them your kill-time stories if you want. I always love hearing from new people outside of my regular blog postings. It is free, of course. About SayEtcétera: I came up with the word around 2014, when I started creating greeting cards and needed a catchphrase as a signature for my store, something that summed up my work. Its meaning is very literal: “…and so forth.” Basically, say everything, anything that you need to say.…
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Lluvia de despedida
¿Que si me gusta la lluvia, dices? Me llena de alegría. Es lo único que me hace levantar de mi tumba para escribirte alguna carta o, qué sé yo, alguna poesía. Pero cómo llovía cuando te ibas, que ironía. Siempre presente la lluvia en los momentos de despedidas. Y ahora cuando cae sólo me recuerda a ese día. ¿Será que se entristece el cielo al ver el fin de algo que fue tan bueno? Calamidad. Dolor. Una pesadilla. Pero a decir verdad, las vueltas de la vida traen un poco de sinceridad porque, al dar la espalda, te das cuenta de lo que sí valió la pena al final.
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Rejection
Like an ice injection in the blood vessels of someone with Raynaud’s; That is rejection.
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Corazones sin Dirección
¿Y qué vamos a hacer ahora con estos corazones? Uno sediento de amor, otro lleno de desilusiones. Valdría la pena arrancarlo para olvidar las pasiones, lo maravilloso, lo exquisito, todas nuestras canciones. Memorias a medio camino hoy se esfuman despacito.
