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I identify with the prophecy but I do want money.
In the heart's tangled garden, love blooms wild, With petals of passion and whispers beguiled. A dance of desire, a symphony of sighs, Love's sweet melody, under moonlit skies. But love, not correspondences, can be a fickle thing, It takes flight on fragile wings. A flame that flickers, a tempest's embrace, Love's tumultuous journey, a wild, untamed chase. It knows no boundaries, no rules to obey, Love's reckless ardor, in disarray. It seeks its own rhythm, its own divine art, Love, not correspondences, a tumultuous heart. In the labyrinth of longing, love finds its way, Through trials and tribulations, come what may. It's not a mere exchange of words or letters, Love, not correspondences, it's something that betters. So let it unfurl, let it soar and ignite, Love's untamed essence, burning bright. For in love, not correspondences, we find our true selves, In the wild, untamed dance, where passion delves.
On the path of sincere friendship, A bond was forged with enthusiasm, But fate played its game, And betrayal crept into the heart. Sweet words were promised to you, Eternal commitments were sealed, But little by little they faded, And the trust in you was broken. Like a dagger stuck in the soul, Betrayal hurt mercilessly, Shared secrets were revealed, And the friendship faded into loneliness. Pain and disappointment accompany me, In the memory of what we used to be, But I know I must move on, And leave behind what can no longer be. Despite the pain and betrayal suffered, I keep in my heart the lesson learned, Not all friends are true, And in adversity it shows who is sincere. So today I lift my head high, With a heart open to new ties, Learning to trust cautiously, And valuing true friendship in every step.
In a world of trust and loyalty,
Betrayal sneaks in without warning,
A friendship lost, a bond undone,
The wounded heart, submerged in pain. Broken promises and revealed secrets,betrayal rises with its false power,
Friendship breaks, the soul hurts,
And the bond fades into the mist.
But in the midst of darkness and deception, We learn valuable lessons from this damage,
True friendship shines in adversity,
And it teaches us to value their sincerity. Even if betrayal makes us fall,
The strength of friendship will make us reborn,
Because in loss we find clarity,
And we learn to choose more safely.
So let’s leave the pain and resentment behind,
Let us open our hearts to the new breath,
True friendship will never be lost,
And in betrayal we will find the way to peace.
Alejandra Pizarnik, Alianza.
"A veces también se me acaban las sonrisas para ti, a veces también se me acaban las ganas de escribirte. Pero te quiero, ojalá lo entiendas, siempre te quiero; pero a veces mis abrazos no tienen calor y mi boca no sabe qué decir… Pero te quiero, siempre te quiero, cuando no te convengo, cuando no me soportas, cuando te odio, te quiero".
Alejandra Pizarnik.
"Desde hace dos días lucho con mis ganas de dormir a toda hora. Jamás bebí tanto café, tanto té. Son estos mis pequenos suicidios silenciosos, sin escándalo, sin decir a nadie que no quiero vivir."
-Alejandra Pizarnik
Tanto que hacer y yo me deshago.
—Alejandra Pizarnik
Cómo estudiar, y trabajar, y leer, y escribir. Y lo quiero todo al mismo tiempo. Y también embriagarme, y ver amigos y angustiarme, y asistir a todos los [tachado]. Pero sobre todo angustiarme y querer morir porque quisiera ser todo y sólo soy nada.
-Alejandra Pizarnik
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Cómo estudiar, y trabajar, y leer, y escribir. Y lo quiero todo al mismo tiempo. Y también embriagarme, y ver amigos y angustiarme, y asistir a todos los [tachado]. Pero sobre todo angustiarme y querer morir porque quisiera ser todo y sólo soy nada.
-Alejandra Pizarnik
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