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I belong to you. To be specific:   My head belongs to your chest and my arms around your back.   My mouth belongs to your ear where it whispers my love for you.   My hands belong to your temples … Continue reading

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It Hurts…

It physically hurts, right now I can feel the pain. But emotionally, the pain is destroying me.   You’ll see me smiling, saying hello, being nice and friendly. And I mean it! I mean those smiles towards those who love … Continue reading

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Calavera 2017…She’s in The Drive!

La Muerte just arrived to beautiful Vancity; she’s ready to revive all the boredom of the city.   Walking around The Drive, she noticed something strange: a group of blond girls wearing crown flowers on their heads.   She took … Continue reading

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My Mornigs at the Bus Stop This Fall

I wake up in the darkness, and I feel like I’m dying. I just want to die, go back to bed and never wake up. I wish I could take my Munequito with me and go as far away as … Continue reading

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Summer Love

I take you for granted because I’ve grown used to your love, your kindness and innocence your good heart, a heart with no malice. I love you because your smile is bright and welcomes my many faults, because you’re patient with … Continue reading

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The Good Dad

I think he’s a great dad. I smile everything I see him around the neighbourhood. The good dad.  He looks like one. I met him at the bus stop with his little daughter. He wears a black faux leather jacket, … Continue reading

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It’s Music, It’s Breathtaking

Sometimes it’s hard to express the amount of beauty that music can have. It’s breathtaking. It makes me cry. I’m so thankful for the talented musicians who compose such magnificent pieces. Who inspires them to write that kind of musical poetry? … Continue reading

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