Poems from andrea.w.kemp
Sucede que me canso de ser refrigerador
Sucede que me aplasto en la cocina
Inmóvil y fría como un cadáver en su tumba
Navegando en una...
I'm nothing but a student , eager to be taught
I lay my eyes on you, is it getting hot?
my dress is slowly lifting I hope that you don't...
she lost her sanity, she knows she's not right
For five long years she's tried to fight
she ate too much, her stomach did not retain
she...