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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
-Neil Gaiman



Descanse en paz;
Aura Mariella Heurtas, 1989-2008.
Rene "Markus", 1984 -2006

Poems I'm focused on

  • One Night Down
    If this is how I am to live the rest of my days,
    drugged into oblivion, threw a tear spurred haze;
    34 lines, 5 comments, April 22, 2008. In Personal
  • A Lonely Valentine
    “And the clouds moved closer, looking so dissatisfied, And the ground below grew colder as they put you down inside;
    56 lines, 6 comments, August 27, 2007. In Personal
  • The Devil danced with Gabriel;
    Oh lordy, I think it's broke!
    Mother, I guess your insults have a bit of truth;
    39 lines, 3 comments, August 5, 2007

My Poetry

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  • Vuela.
    I swear I've seen her face a million times,
    in crowded malls and winding movie lines:
    36 lines, 3 comments, September 30
  • Simple enough.
    She viewed it as a game:
    22 lines, September 28
  • follow the leader.
    Swings: that creaked when they swayed,
    A broken down slide, a corpse of amusement
    39 lines, 1 comment, September 11
  • She.
    Like a slow burning ember: she's smoldered inside me,
    The last bit of ash from our burned out love.
    41 lines, 1 comment, August 27

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My journal entries

  • Lauro.
    September 3, 200 words. Friends only.

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