Angelica Duardo Poems

Aqui esta lleno de sirenas,
Que cantan y alarman a todas horas.
Y estoy cansada de escucharlas
Y de saber perfectamente que es lo que vienen a hacer.
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We were so close
We needed space to grow
And then they came
Talking about our hate
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Twisted face is in the mirror
Torned emotions in my eyes
Is hard to make believe
That I’m fine in spite of sadness
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We never felt at home
With them, their guns and crimes

We needed to runaway
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Sand in my shoes
And I can’t walk to you
I don’t want to move
I’d rather stay here
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I’m tracing shapes with my hands
And seeing double
I know I’ll get in trouble
If I miss a step
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Is not easy
To speak the words
That brought me sorrow
And left me hanging on a dream
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It rained so much today
The streets are soaking wet

And all the pavement
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I wear my raincoat everyday
Just waiting for the rain to come and play
And my umbrella is always hanging by the door
Just in case I need to get its hold
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The voices die every time I’m at the river
Before, they spoke
Of how the sun tanned their skin,
Here by the river
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