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Last Letter. Farewell.

Hola!
First ... is a cliché I know, but I hope you are well. I am writing this because I brought some things, belongings of yours that were in my house and then ... here have, for some reason kept at home, waiting for that call that never came, that message never said what expected, it was useless to seek recadito ...
know ... I've spent the last two months thinking about me, about you, about us, thinking where he broke everything we had built ... and if I think a lot of guilt may have been mine, but you also helped a lot .... used to be even between two and suddenly something changed and went all to hell ... not you, but it cost me many tears to accept that you're not with me ... and not the more will it cost me, I miss you a lot but I can not do nothing but wish you good luck in your life, I hope that you find someone who can give more love than me and knows me give you everything you missed, made many sacrifices for you, but at least that if there really a God up there one day reward me and make me forget and can reassemble my life ...
I'm "good" as possible, trying to move on, living my day to day accepting this situation, having to go through the same streets that we ever heard laughing loudly, looking at those shop windows where we used to imagine , furniture, ornaments, painting our house ... children now see me a hard time remember too that our desire to have your own ...
finally, I drifted far from the subject so, I leave you definitely do not care what people say, I you know who never speak ill of you, for you gave me a lot and that I'll always appreciate, share 7 years of our lives and will not be easy out of my heart, not easy but I'll try, I'll keep trying of loving you, but feel that I become a raisin heart and looking for a meaning to life to continue living, maybe between my work, music and friends find the courage to continue. I know we will on occasion, do not hold grudges and I hope one day, one far away, and with our new lives and made us to be friends ...
I know you believe in a God, so I hope he always bless and protect you and if I hear somehow, I hope to help me this letter will not reach your brain, but if your heart and can forgive me for anything during these 7 years I have done that to me give me peace so that both need and can not find ...
Now if, Goodbye my love, is a final goodbye or maybe a very long goodbye ... We had a good time, and those moments are the most cost me when this farewell, flat wrong I've forgotten .... I love you .... I love you .... I love you ... 6:18 a.m.

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it was another 22 ... one more ... one less ... Strange

on 22 month used to be special .... now it hurts ... see them pass one at a ... one more passes ... subtracting one more than ....

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My Life .... Hmmm ....

My life was perfect, nor was the best, was not even a life .... but it was mine and so appreciated.
now going on two months to live life to the air, trying to quietly pass the time to "enjoy being single" to do what I please ... and especially to do a lot of silence and trying to forget through amigoterápia ... but just something in me that is allowing me to do not as I would like ... even love, I still feel, still suffer ... less than a week ago that does not shed a tear, but almost two months will not sleep. I think about it constantly even when they seem to be doing and is a severe and constant pain, especially considering that she is doing her life and I, I went from being his partner, his partner of so many future plans, house, kids, bliss ... to just an idiot who goes around ... completely forgot all the suffering that one day I passed by her, support her, by holding his hand and not let fall, to fulfill your dreams today, right now is enjoying .... I'm an asshole ...
Everyone tells me "will remember", "calm will be solved", "patience and time", but seriously, I listen but I do not think any more story ...
do not know why I can not just erase 7 years of my life, that no such procedure for the movie "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" and forget so now I cause so much damage .... I can not deny and do not continue to do, wait to be with her again ...
Hypocrisy I have not done nothing, deny least try to be indifferent .... is a fallacy ... I try not to know about it and things come to me as if I asked .... and I hate .... We ... my friends do with faith of curiosity or to try to say "look it makes your life and your asshole here as" YES! I already know ... but what do I do?
When I first moved my separation I thought it might be a temporary thing, something we could fix and just give us a little time for what was wrong is fixed by its own weight, the first week they wanted ... of us be for an unfortunate joke that gave all the fret .... and thus the hope that so jealously guarded .... vanished.
the sun of today my only suspense for temporary happiness is when X or Y reason for calling me, if only to ask me something ... to see a second I feel good ... if you can call it an addiction to pain, I do not, I can only tell you that when I find my heart gives a great lurch, as every time he saw her after school, or when looking to raise my hand ... or when the bike rides hugged me tightly ... am to 5 seconds of resignation .... to accept that and accept that I lost, like it or not, soon I'll see someone else and I will be a bad memory in his mind .... I know, I'm coming to me and I can not do more than sit and watch as my neurons are destroyed by it ... but even if it will accept and which will fall into a depression drastic and perhaps I shirk the world ... continue in my position to be silent and swallow every night more and more tears ... muting my sobs with my sheets for my mother sleeping in the adjoining room, not find out that your child is falling apart on the inside ...
I tried to give me the chance to say, I'm in love, but just is not turning out, I feel bad, really bad. more desire that made you feel betrayed by a double game and this causes me away abruptly, the better to continue my journey alone, I think it's just as well, if not her best just to hurt another human being for my problems of character and attitude.
What if she means so much to me? ... too.
I met almost 8 years, from the beginning I felt special, something in his eyes shone and made me laugh at me too, I knew it was my better half to end my life. Gradually
and into your world I realized that there was everything to her pink, cried together many times, was when I decided to make the ultimate sacrifice for her, and forget about my driving it to follow their dreams from day one I thought "We will my chance, but first she, then I "... 7 years later ... here I am done a wanker, writing as if millions of people read me every day, weeping for the invasion of memories to my mind ...
No sorry, it will be a great educator, and it is indeed, but I always hurt the feeling of wanting to continue this mutual journey toward the realization of many plans that were made between hugs, smiles, kisses and stars ...
miss my life with its ups and downs, was not perfect but I was with her, my soulmate, my worm, my girl ... I miss my life without being the best, when we held hands there was no world in your smile No more problems .... I miss my life ... why not be the best drove me to dream, to fight, to continue ... and (not including friends, family, health) now I have nothing.
miss my life ... LIGD I miss you my love ...

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J. FOREVER Antonio Labordeta

just died
Jose Antonio Labordeta.

What I always reference and example a man of integrity, freedom fighter, political, honest, committed and forthright writer and singer of the best batch.

For a few minutes this morning, on hearing of his death, I felt "more death than my life", said M. Hernández. I could not help. My admiration and affection for him were constant since the early 70's. Even we were on the same stage on one occasion to fight for freedom. Although we do not agree in person, I have always been present.
His voice and his example will continue to monitor forever.
Thanks for everything, José Antonio. As you said in your dismissal from the Congress of Deputies: "I'll see"
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JA Labordeta
Some of his poems
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Here are two videos. The first song of the same Labordeta "Song of Freedom" performed by him with Eduardo Paz, La Bullonera, and Joaquín Carbonell. It is an unofficial and although he disliked many "forces" the real anthem of Aragon and, above all, the anthem of many who share the struggle for that freedom in the worst of times and we still need to sing because freedom is achieved full of traps and old crust.
The second a famous Labordeta intervention in the English Parliament with which I was always totally agree (and so was very cautious)

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shattered ....

walked through a dream and fell sharply .... I hurt my face ... I tried not to despair by the blood gushing from my nose ..
kept walking and found no just reason to be there in the middle of nowhere, just ... cold and a strong desire to scream ...
thread could feel the blood boiling down my lips .... but I was more concerned with finding a way out of that place despite to be outdoors ... was enclaustrante ...
Fool, I told myself if I'm in a dream, why not wake up and ...?
easier if I tried to scream and my voice did not sound
try to look beyond my hands and darkness prevented,
try to jump and touch the sky and my feet could not move,
walk ... if I could walk, but never get anywhere ....

I began to despair

took my shirt and let my blood and dry, and I tried to run
ran and ran and ... time just before my foot was deformed
was slow, slow as the passage of pain ...

llodillas fell down sobbing with fear, begging who is to free me from this hell, and my response was silence ...

wiped my tears and blood stains .. More slowly
I lay on sleep trying to get a hug from the land that I kept experiencing forgiveness


Pedi cried
I touched my heart and I opened it feeling like a book .... I waited
lying like a wounded animal, dying, languid ....

awoke.

With tears in his eyes stared at the ceiling of my room, tears crowding my eyelids began to fall hopelessly

suddenly an image of the past hit my memory ... Hey there

explanation my tears, my dream ... the nightmare ... was you, punishing back my soul with your absence ... whipped my mind even many days after you despise ...

Why I can not forget just as you did!?
because I can not invent an excuse to hate you and get you out of me?
Why I can not just .... die and stop suffering!?
most want from me I gave you everything ... I've given up my dreams ...

many plans ... home, marriage, children, the future ....

many spoils ... ruias, loneliness, tears, a past that hurts ... Today

look straight hurts me so much .... no shame, no fault ... none of that ... that hurts it will not be there, where once were two ... and now ... Now I have wide the way ... Walk upside your hand without even looking to find .... only now I get the cold ...

I have invented a coat, a disguise, a mask, a bubble outside of which I can laugh I can move, I can be a normal person .... but only game to be happy ... is a cruel game ... show the teeth, face tense, exhale laughter .... heavier than any other effort .... because within that bubble .... I'm like a fish swimming in my own tears.

I ordered medicines to forget .... cyanide pills chocolate coated

not work .....

I asked whoever is on duty the limbo of the Gods to take me too busy



punishing the world I have asked that a murderer hired me as an animal hunts ....

sorry I caused.

asked him to life away from me .... and brought me closer to you .... and you approach your life ...

do I then to be like you? I forgot in an instant, that I just threw a rubbish bin, in store for my opinion .... as you did you not mourn the day as I am doing!? and control the urge to know as I am, to call, to get you of ... love me ... that if ... I was loving ...

with your love I was put in skin ... and now is burning me
not kill me kill me .... I was tortured and torn ... hurt me, hurt me ...
eats me inside ....

go back to sleep ... are 6am and finally begin to dream and I fall in the same place ... but now where I operated a mine floor at the feet ...

every step a blast

the pain is intense, but still ... I do not lose any member but it hurts as if I lost .... and so ... I spend my days .... step by step .... day by day .... hour by hour .... minute by minute .... beat by beat .... sigh sigh ... to be .... shattered ...

God, if any, take me ...
Satan, if you exist, take me ...

want to see if it not being here ... can continue to pretend and in my grave at least reminds me ....