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Broken puzzle piece

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 Some days like today I feel I’m a broken puzzle piece. I think about where I belong and I find myself lacking any space. Everything seems forced and I feel bad about myself. It makes me want to leave. I feel or imagine all my friends are slowly retreating away from me. And I understand why. I don’t like me either. I am dumb, arrogant, stubborn, delusional; an idiot pretending to be likable. But people know. There’s just too much time or social pressure out just gentleness by those who know me to sever ties immediately with me. I am sorry to you all. I thought I could be good company but deep down I know I’m just a garbage human. I want to stop torturing you.  I don’t deserve friends or family. I have been daydreaming lately of never having existed at all. Everyday I just wish I could cease to be. But I hate myself so much that I don’t even make my wishes come true. I just continue in this world. Constantly knowing I do not contribute anything good. Anything unique. Any joy to...
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Beautiful stork

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 I don’t like you anymore. But every time I think of you my mind blanks out on everything else.  I always think of you.  I like you still. But whenever I hear you the hairs on the back of my neck stand up like soldiers after reverie.  I hear you sing  even in my dreams.  You never liked me. But the laughter and camaraderie were warmth for those lonely days.  You were always a little by yourself.  You liked me. But only on ways that meant we could always keep a distance.  You are now so far away that oceans drown our voices. 
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si mi alma volara

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 hay alguien que verderamente me extrañaria? si mi corazon dejara de latir, que alma sentiria tristeza por el silencio? si no existiera un mas respiro en mis pulmones, habria un corazon esperando mi oxigeno? [el silencio es enorme en esta habitacion, oscura y callada]
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The view from this lake is pretty

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 I will miss this place. In this corner by the pine tree I feel secluded from the passersby. The lake breeze feels like a cozy blanket, not hot or cold but just right. The rustling of the nearby bushes lead me to ponder whether it’s birds or bunnies or just the wind dancing with the leaves.  Dancing how I dreamt of dancing with you. With out bodies close and moving filled with whimsy and fun. A smile on both of our faces as we step a little off beat.  But it was a dream I had while sitting in this spot. A dream that was just as dumb as hoping for world peace. As I sit here I keep thinking I will miss this place. It brings me peace and joy still. The people canoeing exist in a bubble floating away with what I can only imagine is effervescent happiness. Or pure zen.  But I feel the tug of the next space. I am finished here and all my dreams are vanishing as I wake up to my depleted existence. I’ve done it all I feel. I’ve been happy, sad, in love, heartbroken. I’ve lea...
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Oh comet!

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 i see the wavelengths radiating off your body get redder and redder. what cosmic explosion set us to drift apart? was it new, or were we never destined to be together, forever running away from each other since the big bang? I see the look in your eyes as you accelerate into pure energy. time stops and the laws of physics break just to see you fly free. is there an astronomical attraction pulling you away? some dark matter pulling at your heart strings that i can't see? or does gravity not work between us? Oh comet! how many eons until i see your face again! I'll sit here, burning with desire until your icy self visits once more.
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Las islas de Moana

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 La primera vez que quedé boquiabierto por ti fue aquel día que viniste ver una película en mi casa y tu camiseta que te quedaba muy corta se la pasaba subiendo exhibiendo al mundo tus caderas.  En ese momento, que fue solo un segundo, quedó grabado en mi corazón cada curva, cada músculo, cada peca, cada ángulo de tus huesos que se sobresalen y marcan tu vientre.  Ese segundo fue una eternidad en la cual te besé mil veces sobre cada cosa que vi. Ese espacio de 5 centímetros entre tu camiseta y tu cinturón se convirtió en un templo de mi nueva religión. Ese día te di mi alma sin esperar a la salvación.  Cómo rezo estos días? “Amor, no soy digno que me dejes acariciarte, pero una cachetada tuya es suficiente para enamorarme”. Idolatrar es un pecado que ahora entiendo.  Nunca jamás volviste a mi casa. El espacio que ocupaste ha sido ocupado por muchas otras. Pero ninguna me ha dejado boquiabierto como tú. 
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Dime quién?

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 Eres una estrella fugaz. Pasas por mi vida y desde lejos quedo encarcelado en un amor que duele y da placer cómo una tortura agridulce llena de besos y cachetadas.  Eres brillante. De piel y cerebro. Con una sonrisa coqueta que adoro e ilusiono con saborear tu saliva. Resplandeciente es tu aura en la vida de los que te conocen, y en los que enamoras dejas ciegos.  Eres reservada. Cómo el río en los páramos, a veces no se ven, a veces no se escuchan, pero para aquellos afortunados de conocerte das vida y alegría donde solo había neblina y frío   Eres un fuego. Una llama que baila con caderas que te dan forma de un infinito lleno de pasión y locura. Bajo tu calma se ve un ardor que se desliza entre mis dedos y mis suspiros. Aquí estoy. Devórame, golpéame, quémame, déjame ciego. Lo que sea para estar cerca de ti y oler tus entrañas. Un roce tuyo con mi piel es una colisión de átomos que dura una eternidad. El tiempo nos deshace en millones de pedazos y cada uno anhela ...
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