Lia Padena Poems

they were guilty for acting against the will of the stars
they were guilty because they were trying to trick the stars
the spirit of nature was not alone
he was not without them without defense
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the witch of the lady virus imagines ugly things
like that girl
the one loved by the sun
is her slave
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the jungle was tired
so she invented the eagles
from her eye, which had followed too many beasts of all kinds
she cried freely
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why your heart hurts
why your heart hurts
she leaned like a willow
and now she sees her heart in a lake
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hate of the witch searches for a crack in her mind
hate your native tongue
remove yourself permanently
of something
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the caresses around the heart
she looked like a blossoming flower
in warm wings
further wings of light create flights
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the force of hatred closed their angle of perception
arms
not to embrace the sun
nor his joy nor his suffering
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she had easily quarreled on the cupid
  with a cooler rain
not many peaks
and not too cold
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when you want to talk to someone
about the weights
from the wings
on the eyes
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they needed to see and feel the powers of the stars
and no longer a show of human weaknesses
it had been so numerous and intense
that many had fallen
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