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i-indigo · 2 days
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All the pain means nothing when I'm with you,
But what happens when you hurt me?
What do I have left, then?
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i-indigo · 2 days
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Just lowered the price of my coffee! (I wasn't aware of the price, nor I knew I could change it, sorry!) :)
I.I.
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i-indigo · 5 days
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Podrías amarme menos que a todo el mundo
Pero te lo permitiría
Si al menos cuento con un poco tuyo.
Doler El Fin de Lo Que No Empezó
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i-indigo · 9 days
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What Happens Once
You wanted me once
And you went away once,
Told me an invincible truth.
Promised to use your mouth for something more
Than singing
And ran, ran again.
You wanted me once
But you lied twice.
I wanted you always,
Born to believe your every word.
What has been done will be done again:
You'll want me for a second, I'll give you my life.
If so divine you believe you are,
Go and burn the bible that condemns this.
If you're good at what you love,
Compose a life that is true to your words
And sing philanthropy.
If tomorrow's like today,
There will be nothing new around the sun.
You read around my words
And chose to call it a bad piece.
X.
Iara Índigo
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i-indigo · 12 days
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Y su palabra, sagrada, intocable,
Será siempre
La ley
Formada cautelosamente
Alrededor de mis pasos,
Para condicionarme
A ser una criminal.
Al Chico de Lamento Constante
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i-indigo · 16 days
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But to let die is to love;
I let it go,
But it is still
In me:
When I reminisce,
When I yearn
For a grasp
Of what it was.
Euthanasia: We All Do It
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i-indigo · 19 days
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Yo siempre te llevaré en mí;
Comeré de tu amor de oro
Y adoraré de rodillas el diamante de tu alma.
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i-indigo · 23 days
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The Girlhood of Hating Yourself
Oh how I miss my only problem being
The mirror;
Those days
I counted with your love.
I couldn't stand
To look at myself,
Like how now you can't stand
Me.
And while I'm now glad
To look at my reflection,
I can't
Stand,
Not counting with your love.
I guess I now look
How I always wanted,
But I still hate my body
Because it is not close
To yours.
I hate it:
Why would I be comfortable with this version
That you hate?
I suppose I look good naked,
But it is nothing
Compared to the nude
That my heart is in
Your hands.
I look better in reflections now,
But the problem is still the mirror;
It doesn't reflect you
By my side.
My younger self
Would have given everything to look like I do.
And I
Would give anything
To be that young again;
I would choose
To hate my body again
If that meant
I could love you.
X.
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i-indigo · 26 days
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You wanted to love him, even if he didn't pay you.
3000 people and
the only one you saw
was him.
and the only one you
would ever see
was him.
1991, new orleans - a poem, by @oldmanffucker
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i-indigo · 1 month
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El futuro es
Ojos marrón con verde y pestañas escandalosas.
Un corazón es, sin embargo,
Romperte el corazón en un año
Y decirte
Que te amé de verdad.
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i-indigo · 1 month
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I could never be like you:
That's a relief
And a punishment.
The Face of God
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i-indigo · 1 month
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Todo Hubiera Sido Más Fácil Siendo Un Chico
Ojalá fueras
Un chico.
Empiezo a creer que hubiera sido más fácil
Para todos,
Si así fuera;
Si no te gustaran
Las blusas y vestidos,
Si no te maquillaras tan lindo,
Si no amaras tan bien;
Si no me gustaras tanto.
Me lo dejaste difícil,
Muy difícil,
Con tu voz aguda
Y cuerpo armonioso, escandaloso.
Pude haberte amado tranquila,
No tenerle terror a estos poemas…
Mejor yo:
Ojalá yo fuera un chico;
Más alto, más flaco,
Un poco malo,
Algo interesante,
Y que te haga reír más.
Quizás así
Mis amigos se hubieran quedado
Y yo sería el mejor chico del mundo.
Pero tuve que ser
Esta cosa
Que no me permite ser,
Que me condenó a querer fallecer.
Y vos
Esta persona-casi-ángel,
Con lo peor y mejor de esos mundos.
Y maldigo a este hermoso mundo bien de mierda
Que esta noche me hizo pensar
Que quererte así
Está mal.
X.
Iara Índigo
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i-indigo · 1 month
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We're strangers now.
It's strange
To pass you by on the street,
When last year you would bathe me in kisses.
I Wanted To Accompany You To The Bus Stop
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i-indigo · 1 month
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Actualización
Les aviso que ahora pueden donar via Cafecito ! El link se encuentra en el post fijado.
El propósito es poder pagar la impresión de mi libro algún día. ¡Toda ayuda es bienvenida! :)
Escribiendo siempre,
Iara índigo.
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i-indigo · 1 month
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Update
Check out the new pinned! now you can support me donating via Buy Me a Coffe ! :) The goal is to have enough money to print my books someday. All help is welome!
Always writing,
Iara Indigo
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i-indigo · 1 month
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Pienso:
"¡Qué grato encontrar al amor
Desde la tumba cavada!"
Creo que tengo diez Biblias de razones
Por las que darte mi vida;
La daría, si importara tanto como la tuya.
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i-indigo · 2 months
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Your little sister,
She said
She wanted to be like me.
Would you let her cry over someone like you?
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