Sentado bajo la lluvia
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Last published Sat, Jun 16, 2018
Solemos guardar nuestras historias dentro de nuestra mente, creemos que estamos a salvo ahí, pero de alguna manera nuestros pensamientos son expulsados de nuestras bocas sin nuestro consentimiento. Decidí que ya no quiero tener todas mis verdades ocultas dentro de mí, necesito escapar, por lo menos un segundo de mi realidad.
Aquí están muchas de las ocasiones en las que pensé ¿por qué no he acabado con mi vida?
Aquí está el final de la rosa; aquí está la línea del horizonte; aquí está un corazón que derramó su sangre.
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