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Body Language
(Poesía)
28-03-2005
by Aarthy R
I'm grinding my teeth in anger. or maybe not.
I'm clenching my fist in hatred. or maybe not.
I'm stomping my feet in defiance. or maybe not.
I'm folding my hands in prayer. or maybe not.
I'm snaping my fingers to the beat. or maybe not.
I'm...
Look
(Poesía)
12-02-2005
by Aarthy R
Look at me, what do you see...
Someone lost with nowhere to go?
Someone ready, ready for her all-time low?
Look at me, what can you see...
Someone waiting for something far or near?
Someone so alone she wants to disappear?
Look at me, am I...
That Feeling
(Poesía)
28-03-2005
by Aarthy R
A warm glow, beginning within my center
traveling to each fingertip, to each
strand of hair, to each of my toes.
A slow and gradual smile, full of
teeth, emotion, sincerity and excitement
overcomes me
Eyes, seemingly close, and then a...
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