living like a carcass
slaughtered by madness
and eaten by the stale bits
of yesterday's sadness
i was prone to being a fool
and once in love i tasted the fruit
sweet and sour
i remembered it's foreboding
and cursed
like the forbidden apple
out of pure concrete my flower bloomed
and in the shadows i crept for you
hoping to someday be torn apart
or be eaten by someone
like you.
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tu ángel de la guarda (your guardian angel)
Poetrya collection of poetry in english and spanish about adolescent love, despair, and feelings of hopelessness. these excerpts are from over the past couple years and have been created through the experiences of being young and embarking self-discovery...
