Spunky jinx Poems

I want to break my hands of glass,
those hands that have kiss stains from you everywhere.
I can´t wait to clean, I can´t wait to take care,
I just want them to leave, I just want you to stay.
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I'm all alone, and it's starting back again:
my jeans are ripped and my shoes are soaked.
I stopped the growth and began the pain;
while I stood so big, my clothes got small.
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I wish, for a day, for everything calm:
there's nothing to fulfill, and we are alone—everything's done.
Everyone left, so I walk barefoot, and we have time to learn and be,
your hand in mine, at first it's strange, but then, with change, comes ease of mind.
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