Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.
Hardest lesson
Song of the Day 🥰 “pining and anticipation” 🥰
poetry: cringe
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PoesÃa: Bellos Sentimientos
you burned down my impenetrable wall
with your kisses, with your caresses
with your honesty, with your authenticity
and while I’m terrified that one day you’ll leave
I’m reminded every day you’re not temporary fantasy
by never feeding me bullshit promises
by never avoiding conflict
by never treating me like a princess
And by always inspiring me
and evolving along with me
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Song of the Day 🔥 “I’m fixing my karma”🔥
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poetry: dread
I wrote this poem in September of 2022.
My son holds the universe in his eyes
with his potential, with his sense of wonder
his eyes are not yet jaded by the inhumanity of this world
and I dread when the day comes
as his innocence starts to fade
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Song of the Day 🥳September of 2033 hits different🥳
Poesia: Mi Culpa
Here’s the English version of this poem:
Poetry: Pathetic Games
la culpa es mÃa por confiar en ti,
la culpa es mÃa por casi acostarme contigo
entonces no deberÃa sorprenderme que ahora
juegas con mis sentimientos
evadiendome un dia y llamandome al dia siguiente
y estoy harta y agotada de ser una vÃctima
de tu toxicidad
es mejor acabar con lo nuestro
y que empieces a olvidarme
porque es obvio que un niño como tú
nunca estará preparado para una reina como yo
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Song of the Day 🥳 “the universe is shifting and its all for me” 🥳
Song of the Day 😪I am my mother’s child😪
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poesÃa: potencial
Here’s the English Version of this poem:
Poetry: No Clue
Fui una estúpida al pensar que tu serias algo diferente
alguien que se quedarÃa
pero repetà el mismo error
enamorarme de otro hombre confundido
enamorarme de potencial y cerrar los ojos a la realidad
esto me pasa por seguir creyendo en cuentos de hadas
donde el prÃncipe salva a la princesa
donde el prÃncipe se queda para siempre
y no se va cuando le da la gana
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Song of the Day 😪 “memories feel like weapons” 😪
Song of the Day 😪 “It’s just polyester” 😪
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Inti
I wrote this poem in September of 2022.
running in the sun warms my body, warms my thoughts
it invokes my need to worship it like my ancestors
before the colonizers declared it wrong and pagan
but they couldn’t erase my blood and my DNA
and my deep connection to the Sun,
my ancestral GOD
Always bringing me to the surface of gratitude and love
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Canción del DÃa 🥳 “me vesti de reina” 🥳
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poetry: raining in paradise
I wrote this poem in September in 2022.
without a care in the world-we danced in the rain
enjoying the last vestiges of childhood
feeling the wet ground against our feet
stomping and laughing
and enjoying the miracle of this moment
as it rained in paradise
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