Passion.

There are many feelings in life, which I don't need to mention.. we have all felt most of them if not all.
But today is passion.
I see gray hair standing there for a chance, wearing his 'guallos' and his years , surrounded by the young and strong.. but gray hair wont stop, he loves the sport and he's here. I wonder about his life away from the green grass he's stepping on right now, arms crossed standing firm for a chance to kick a ball named passion, and he wont stop.



-Rose A. Pernía

12

Me dio una dosis de enamoramiento y nunca se cuando se acabara el efecto...

- Rose A. Pernia

10

Concerned about the end with not exact begining, but not caring at all....

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9th

Hurry and show me what you got for me life I've taken so many steps ain't seen nothing yet

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Octavo dia

Beautiful sun, blue sky under a palm tree on the beach
trying to remember when was the first time i said hello.

segundo dia

Entonces cuando todo vuelve a la normalidad, no se que hacer.... feliz e indecisa.

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primer dia

El arte de creerme todo lo que me digo se convierte en negligencia sentimental donde la antagonista soy yo.




-Rose

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And so...

Every time I have something good my mind takes it away from me. Battles day and night it gets overwhelming after hours. I miss my old self. When I was in control, ruled my decisions, I wasn't perfect but I was able to even it all so at the end of a day my body would feel as a free region. Just saying


- Rose

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Here

For about 134567 hours -_-

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Horas y dias.

Una temporada sin hoja ni lapiz
que cuando la luz se apaga no se debe prender
me acuerdo de todo y nada quiero entender
y si muero hoy me llevo lo que nunca tuve
con razon y ya nada quiero
pues todo es lo que no he querido
pero aun asi hay que comprender
que cuando llueve no hay que correr.

kilometros son horas.. son dias
asi es como funciona mi borrador
sonrio con tantas ganas sin querer llorar
es que se que lo que viene es de no olvidar
y si lamento un momento sera el no poder respirar
por que en esta vida no hay nada que me pueda parar.

es asi como encontre un lapiz y esta hoja guardado en ese cajon
para poder escribir tu nombre que me inspiro.

- Rose A. Pernia.