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And as anyone, least of seudoderechas seudopoeta pseudoleftism, poets, prostitutes of both sexes are going to silence me, something we have very clear and if you did all the dirty society and the terrible burden of their miseries, whether moral: the lead with very happy because they do not weigh, poets are prostitutes and society, social subjects they represent, here we are in "Books I unprintable" profile, blog, daily newspaper, one per book, but this time protected by their respective copiraights, I'll build slowly, as if I expect to have money to publish on paper ... That

Machado said:
knows how to wait, wait for the tide flow,
-well on the coast a boat without the worry from you. All that awaits
knows that victory is theirs;
because life is long and art is a toy.
And if life is short and fails
the sea to your gallery, looks
without leave and always hopes,
that art is long and, well, never mind. I just see blood

roses snow deflowered my soul

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What are you thinking?

What women like us that the men they detest? ... So fucking
Violatriz.

already said Punset and interviewed: Surviving
this species is known
of us get into the brains than they think
otr @ s . We

vampirism.
In search of your diet to sip,
The fresh blood!
have to see what he was thinking.

What if you like men hate women?
not your mirror.
is my head.
I was thinking. We also
Truje
what you think.
Or is that perhaps you were not thinking?
Why to love to loathe one another,
or vice versa? That
would ask someone who is the "b" of the acronym LGBT

COGAM Collective. When

imagined it to be contained in a poem,
to go down in history as well?! And I swear

by god I do not pay!
I'm stuck at the most, I always subtracting


or subtracted as there rept,
but straight.
And what
the line if the universe is curved?!
Well, that's what Einstein said.
And you know what will.

I stopped thinking for a moment.
And there was,
in consulting psychiatrist serving the poets,
petite woman! Rather
fine;
but so planted, as if the oak
as if he had something of value to sell it. How can you hate
women
if you look in the mirror every day?
... I guess.

Although it seems that it ... itself is like.
is all what others see as rivals?
Rivals "for what?
Is there reason to dispute a male in any contest
stiletto
when wars are a thing from them?
That you dispute the unemployed!
you also going to give them the job done? Look
the goblet of freud liberal! Until this chestnut
only grandma left them without them out of the fire
the male chestnut
them are removed. Baroja
At least he read Kant
although he produjese rheumatism. Of those Freuds
sewage sludge,
whether men hate
they do not heat up the sexual, or have stopped
love women
because you do not heat it. Quasi

na!
Listen, and let us and put us in
heads from each other to give reason
Punset and interviewed
all I need, like all varonesa
,
is an aristocrat, but does not believe in

Bible of the supremacy of the penis,
IS THAT THE SWEAT OF MY FACE
ME WIN THE PAN!
Have I loathe male ego any
for aspiring to that?

And perhaps because they hate the main causes
that at my age I see the eternal candidate. And I hate
with much love,
before I open the legs
as many here assume networking,
and everything going on presumption
(dirasme of what you lack),
legs open like that relative of
generala Duchess bloody,
for all the troops, beyond the general

take away many gallons and then nothing,
that ... What a woman!
petite. Nah, you
You see, he got what he wanted,
but not their gear ...
Or, It seems to me that perhaps provoked,
with that smile ...
(will know me well put me on the head of this
Punset following manuals?) He got
so as not to follow his royo
Freud opened up my leg!
And for a whole troop!

The very devil. So fucking
Violatriz. I just see blood

roses snow deflowered my soul ... So

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And that is always the dead rebel, LA

sprayed eyes.
If you look into the abyss, he treats you;
if you look at the absolute rebellion
no way back.
If you look at the top

it sucks you as if gravity had disappeared.
Flying free ...
And just look a rose.

Revolt is looking a rose to his eyes sprayed

looked to perfection
the abyss - the summit. Heaven knows
Well
of what is above, so below .
The Cosmos knows that there is this cardinal point, that dimension
planetary reference only.
a golden rose in all
latitude and longitude of its petals.
A "this is the rose"
not nobody touch me
it was my rebellion.
Rise
my eyes are already one with it.
light powder, no bones,
when even pronounce
word land. I just see blood

roses snow deflowered my soul That was

Sympathy Cards Arabic

When I met you?

true love, my love,
and yet, when I met you?,
Did you know you recognize anything?

represents your role in the tragedy of my life,
sided with those who destroy
wanting to be on my side.
Thou great lover, as many presume that the same thing, only
lover in your circumstances, your pocket,
great lover of your prosperity, your pride.
Of that, about that same thing you accused me me.
What pride?, You see.
My pride is that I trampled, including you?
Life
just giving them reason to how you put your prosperity
material ahead of any other, always in discussion, questioned
always deservedly growth. It
ingrown not witness anyone
only own lips that attests,
own lips alone, never
another mouth, larynx another companion.

When I met you?
I wonder that myself, the unknown,
the final ruling is that it more forcefulness
for more knowledge,
and knowing that I will never know!,

never even know me you should give it forever to .
There are two distinct species in this species ours:
the majority, to which you belong,
and examine all of the material triumphs;
and those who lost,
those minorities who play them play the role of losers, when in fact
triumph over all of you
and never repaired at no laurel wreaths
do not even own.

When I met you? Dusting

which do not have to divest himself
it falls.
check up my phone number,
with yours always hidden, as you had always

intentions all who belong to your species.
We never met. You were just
another drag on the road last forever

toward being self concluible
and only with death.
What I made you grow?
I have no doubt. However
you were one of the many
that jumped to my hump or her, I constructed,
Hump
impediments to that office, we carry
with those of my kind.
But still we reach the goal!
And the goal is the increasingly accurate knowledge
of what he has or has no value in this life,
in all lives. Attempting

depart I know anyone
not all PhDs and doctors
land with all its universities and states!;
to give as judged invalid value in your career
insane nonsense in pursuit of fame. Attempting
the real art:
This bare all purposes to the full day
all consciousness.
Man consists of nothing more than that,
as we always were, even as we hide,
marginalized, silenced,
minorities who were sacrificed to the ignoble fame of others,
you, those majorities in all the estates,
you belong. I just see blood

roses snow deflowered my soul

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