Ismael Rodriguez Poems

Mom...mom...
How can I tell you
How sorry I am
I stole from you
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Pieces of my soul
Pour onto a page
For everyone to dissect
And analyze
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woke up
in a cold sweat again
theses nightmares
are killing me
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I'm connected to something
Don’t know what the hell it is
But I'm connected to it my friend
It tells me secrets
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My dreams of dreams
They bring me to you
Your beauty…
It encapsulates my soul
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i du not hav anething
to sa, and i don't no how
to sa it.
so insted of saing anething
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paper cranes
they make
me dream of how
things could have
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Most days... the food...
I eat...
comes from...people who...
don’t know me...
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Another morning waking up in a shelter
How did I get HERE once again
Does it really matter how
Do I need to find out why
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Extraterrestrial astral-projection
Alien Buddhists caring
For the universal enlightenment
Pieces of reality melt
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