Atrapada entre deseos y realidad,
esperando que se borre esa dualidad.
Hasta entonces no miraré hacia atrás,
aunque el corazón pese mucho más.
No importa si cuesta alzar la pierna,
cuando la esperanza aún gobierna.
El viaje es caos, pura tempestad,
pero mis sueños son mi serenidad.
Ellos me moldean, me hacen creer
en quien soy y en quien quiero ser.
A veces no sé qué sentir,
solo sé que hasta el alma aprende a fingir.
El silencio duerme en mí,
la poesía lo traduce en sí.

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Maybe it’s not what it seems to be
Maybe it’s more than the eyes can see
Maybe it’s swifter than fleeting time
Maybe it’s silence wrapped in chime
Maybe it’s deeper than any scar
Maybe it’s visible even from afar

But visible only to those who know where to look at.

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Let the entire universe be your kingdom,
crowned by desires that rise in freedom.
They twinkle not just in distant skies
But whisper dreams where your power lies.

The morning birds sing your royal tune
The breeze wraps round like silk in June
The trees that sway, the fields so wide,
Are courtiers standing by your side.

Your grace, the gown no thread could sew,
A regal light in all you show.
The gaze you cast, both firm and kind,
Leaves traces in each heart and mind.

But above all, wear your crown with pride
Be the queen who never needs to hide.
For in the mirror, strong and true,
Let the first and finest queen be you.

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Gentle breeze caressing my skin, or perhaps my soul.
Twinkling dots illuminating the dark sky, or maybe my life.
The silent moon, pulling the tides, or maybe my racing heart.
Your eyes meeting mine, or maybe seeing through me.
Fingers entwined, or maybe the quiet unveiling of forever.

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No preguntes por el estado de mi corazón, 
ni midas el ritmo de sus latidos. 
No preguntes si aún creo en el amor. 
He derramado cada fragmento de mi alma 
en un vacío que él es demasiado ciego para ver. 

Incluso en su ausencia, su presencia persiste, 
un alma en cada rincón que una vez llamé mío. 
Y, sin embargo, en mi presencia,
lucha por los ecos de la risa de alguien más. 
Tal vez el amor nunca fue para mí.

El mundo se detiene cuando mis ojos lo encuentran, 
pero él solo ve el mundo cuando mira los míos. 

Esta casa se siente vacía, ya no es un hogar. 
Cada sombra susurra tu nombre, 
y yo deseaba ser la calma en tu tormenta, 
pero temo ser la tormenta de la que huyes. 
Espero que hayas encontrado tu luz, 
es todo lo que deseo, 
incluso en mis noches más oscuras.

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Who said only people can break a heart?
Dreams, when shattered, tear it apart.
Each beat of mine holds dreams so dear,
That the desire echoes louder than fear.

A lost game doesn’t mean the fire is gone,
It whispers, "Rise again—carry on."
I aim to soar where the sky meets my eye,
To chase the stars, to never say goodbye.

In one hand, defeat weighs heavy and cold,
In the other, ambition burns fierce and bold.
I'll rise, I'll try, and aim for the sun,
For every ending is where I’ve begun.

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I no longer want to see you in my mind,
I want to drown in the depths of your eyes,
No more dreaming of your body near mine,
I want to feel your arms where my heart lies.
No pictures snapped through the camera’s eye
I want real moments to pass us by.
You left me for a broader view.
While I want the world, but only through you.
No more poetry written on a page,
I want our lives to rhyme, stage by stage.

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Show me the scars you hide from sight
Let me embrace them each night.
Reveal the tear, unseen by all
That silent drop where shadows fall.
Unveil the fear that haunts your heart
From crowds and light, it stands apart.
Show me the shades of dark and bright
The in-betweens of wrong and right.
And let me love you, still the same
Through every joy, through every pain.

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Eyes like the desert,
All it sees is a mirage
Driven by hunger, halted by fate.
Still, the heat of passion melts frozen desires
Surpassing my own horizon
Lurking between clear illusions and doubtful reality.
Burning like fire, as meaningless as smoke.
Can you hear the roar embedded within my silence?

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The winter is chasing me.
Only the warmth of your presence could save me.
Let the passion flow.
Let the time slip away.
The heart is shivering. Can you hear?
Even the mist, the gloom, and the rain
Nothing could blur the sight of you.
Hold me like I'm enough.
Hold me even when I'm not.
All I could be is your ephemeral anecdote.
But you, 
You're my unfinished yet complete story.

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