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Grito ahogado

Posted on 30/03/201707/03/2022 by Lo.cura

Quién no ha gritado a la noche,
a la oscuridad,
desesperada,
sin poder hacer nada.

Quién no ha gritado,
pidiendo ayuda,
haciendo promesas,
llorando
y sin recibir respuesta.

Quién no tuvo que
hacer eso en silencio
con una máscara
y encerrado
en una habitación llena de gente.

Quién ha sido el afortunado
de no sentir nunca
la necesidad de
romper el mundo
sin ser capaz
de dejar de romperse.

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Creative type with a focus on writing and, sometimes, digital abstract art. I can't muster enough energy to be fully myself, but, oh well... Life only happens once.

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