Para no deponer tus armas | Poesía [ES/EN]

Escribes una canción para no deponer tus armas e ignorar las noches de insomnio. Escribes sin mirar al suelo; tropiezas, no una sino tantas veces que da igual el sabor de la sangre detrás de tus párpados. Caminas pegado a la pared, con la certeza de alguna puerta en el horizonte, y escribes otro poema sobre la muchacha con los senos más hermosos del mundo.

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_{Esta publicación fue parcialmente traducida con Google Translate.}

You write a song so as not to lay down your arms and to ignore the sleepless nights. You write without looking at the ground; you stumble— not once, but so many times that the taste of blood behind your eyelids no longer matters. You walk, keeping close to the wall, certain that a door lies somewhere on the horizon, and you write another poem about the girl with the most beautiful breasts in the world.

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