Everything its gonna be fine . . .

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@dianapoupon
Everything its gonna be fine . . .
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Anyway . . .
"Once upon a time, there was Candy and Dan. Things were very hot that year. All the wax was melting in the trees. He would climb balconies, climb everywhere, do anything for her, oh Danny boy. Thousands of birds, the tiniest birds, adorned her hair. Everything was gold. One night the bed caught fire. He was handsome and a very good criminal. We lived on sunlight and chocolate bars. It was the afternoon of extravagant delight. Danny the daredevil. Candy went missing. The days last rays of sunshine cruise like sharks. I want to try it your way this time. You came into my life really fast and I liked it. We squelched in the mud of our joy. I was wet-thighed with surrender. Then there was a gap in things and the whole earth tilted. This is the business. This, is what we're after. With you inside me comes the hatch of death. And perhaps I'll simply never sleep again. The monster in the pool. We are a proper family now with cats and chickens and runner beans. Everywhere I looked. And sometimes I hate you. Friday -- I didn't mean that, mother of the blueness. Angel of the storm. Remember me in my opaqueness. You pointed at the sky, that one called Sirius or dog star, but on here on earth. Fly away sun. Ha ha fucking ha you are so funny Dan. A vase of flowers by the bed. My bare blue knees at dawn. These ruffled sheets and you are gone and I am going too. I broke your head on the back of the bed but the baby he died in the morning. I gave him a name. His name was Thomas. Poor little god. His heart pounds like a voodoo drum."
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Escribimos del pasado por que cuando nos topamos con el presente, tenemos problemas, una agonia lenta y diaria, que, y si en embargo resulta dejarte los mejores recuerdos. El tiempo es tan relativo a como lo disfrutes; ese helado en un dia caluroso que tomaste desesperadamente hoy solo es un recuerdo de ese sabor y en tiempos de invierno extrañas esa sensacion, vivimos del pasado haciendo comparaciones con aquellos buenos tiempos, y nos perdemos el presente quejandonos del futuro.
-Diana Poupon
Mexicali, Baja California, Mexico
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Anyway . . .