En las ramas de un mesquite,
en la sombra me mantengo,
las palabras que me dijistes
en el Corazon las tengo,
como no me las cumplistes,
a que me las cumplas vengo.
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4 comments:
hey simon.esta bien chido el poema neta...isau
this poem was really good. was it talking about someone in specific?
I just love this line:
en la sombra me mantengo
I think we all have shadows within ourselves. Beautiful.
Lesli
i want an even amount of kids like 2 or maybe 4
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