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walked barefoot on a path of glass.
A look full of anger
caused a hesitation and slipped.
wounds caused by bits of broken glass were deeper

when she stopped looking at him.

Jean Machuca

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Sigh Earthquake

There Are just a sigh to us together
The sun is lighting for first time in your eyes
Bad Things going away from my body and your own
The Wishes of a healthy life, filled of durable and easy
Things Are standing up
That Every sigh is full of anxieties
Is a soft frenzy that's getting out of your lips
In my mouth isn't no more oxigen
The sorrows of a full life disappears
This deathly venom is taking effect now
Death is so beautiful... Have a face as well as yours,
have so lovely hands, as well as have hurt me
My eyes are closing and I'm following you, seeing awesome
I'm in absolutly calm because of you're happy now
Death is taking me, seduces me as well as you used to do
I'm going, darling, you can sleep at the end.

Jean Machuca

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Blender Smells Like Burnt

You've moved my heart.
you've shuddered my fears
you've stole me a love
you've betrayed my instincts
you've took me into the abyss
putting to try my religion
You've moved my heart.
Filling me of fear
You've forced me to run
removing the force of my feet
you've shaked my home
you've removed my livelihood
you've opened the doors of the hell,
and the water took them so far.
The Earth quaking of fear.
The people no thinking,
the children screaming,
the floor was moving,
the buildings were waving,
the houses were downing.
You've moved my heart,
you've nibbled my charms.
You've crashed my delights.
I was running speedy,
But I wasn't found my love.
You've grabbed my sorrow,
The wind was smiling me.
The Earth was quaking again.
The iron statues were downed.
My soul have gone with the deep sea.
My loved girl isn't sleeping,
you've moved my heart.
You've tore me out of the living them
as well as the end of a song.
The silence of the waves
will be the unique witness,
you've moved my heart.
You've grabbed my sorrow.
You've stole me a love
in the day that the Earth was collapsed.

Jean Machuca

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Blender Smells Like Burning

Go

When he cries
go numb when you run to your arms suffer when you suffer you run
to mine
when you laugh when you cry you're with me

me when you're scared me and when I hurt
're with him laughing and hugging
to
not cry and when I cry, you're with him
comforting to
and does not crumble when I laugh, I'm with you
but you're thinking of him
then go with your love
go forever without consequence
not love you back, do not follow me seeing or calling
not interest me your life, no future together
sorry I'm crying now giving me, giving me
comfort myself with words of encouragement
the mirror,
not need you, nor your eyes or your scent
angel in heaven, nor your voice quiet
or your loving arms, and warm skin,
When he laughs, not with you,
but that you do not mind, so

go with him before I regret what I say.

Jean Machuca

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The lost poem

Poet
found a poem full of love, full of sorrows
was lost on the full moon bringing the soul
full

The poet read the poem
adventurous
pleasant scenes looked a second
dwelt in the letter and then said, "not my gem" The poet lived


poem unloving, no penalties,
no charm or good things

The poet took the poem
furious hands of a foreign life,
folded the sheet, threw him to the curb

Jean Machuca

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That thing called love Come with me

That thing called love I have touched.
has beaten the doors of my dawn
has made my face lighting
with the brightness of a glow.

That, they say it is love,
that everyone wants to dream,
that which shines in the darkness,
that is healthy, pure, and full of goodness,
is what makes me want to hug
to the person you most want to be.


called love That's what takes away the bitterness
and although it brings many sorrows,
is the best cure for pain.
"I suffered the mild and without envy"
That is love ...
That "always trusts, always hopes"
And all suffer without bitterness.

If this is love, then I love you.
I love you and
confess ... I confess that I miss. Strange
contemplate your beauty. Strange
admire your beauty. Strange
know you're close.
Without you, my life is only bitterness.

miss your touch, I will stray
.

miss your smile that made me dream.

I miss you, my love, and I love you;
And I hope that what I say,
not be in vain.
Because the truth in your eyes

and today I was stuck
I must confess that I love.

Prisoner of your charm, your slave
glow
I must say that I'm getting used
to feel that way, they call love.

Jean Machuca (1997)