When they tear your throat
the shouts cut and make bleed
the furies of the soul.
And I thump your face
and I spit on your grave
with one, two or three complains
with remorses
and with the same desire I had
yesterday
to break your bones
against the room's walls.
Or maybe kick your head,
or maybe break your nails
pushing them up.
Stained the photos of the marriage,
the children
and the grandsons
that time didn't bring.
Shut up once at all!
Aldana Tellechea © 2006













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..Dying Is The Day Worth Living For..
Thanks a lot, cookie!
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Aldana Tellechea
Literature Gallery . Original Gallery.
You're welcome honey!
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..Dying Is The Day Worth Living For..
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Apologies{{cant}}Replace broken <3&&
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Aldana Tellechea
Literature Gallery . Original Gallery.
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..I've finally reached my breaking point..
..Come here, Meet Your Nemesis (Sinergy)..
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Aldana Tellechea
Literature Gallery . Original Gallery.
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..I've finally reached my breaking point..
..Come here, Meet Your Nemesis (Sinergy)..
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