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223 · Jan 2018
untold lies
Emily Dominguez Jan 2018
Saw him, felt like he was the one.
He was an angel to me. In my eyes perfect in every way
No one can have him, no one will have him but me.
“Don't **** with a ***, he gone hurt your ***” so they said
Opened my heart to him hoping that he’ll never hurt me.
I know people can change I know he will be all about me.
I told myself lies, hid the truth with fantasies
Past history intertwined with the presence
Said “I’ll be blunt, I promise you”
“To break your heart I don't intend to do that”
So those lies were acted very well
Saw things were being caught up
So lame *** excuses were given
The connection, **** that ****
The love, what is that?
I got one question “ was I an easy target?’’
Put me in a position where I say” what is love?’’
Now all I think about is you
Why you in my mind if all you did was ****** me up?
why act like the victim? like if I hurt you.
Like if I left that deep scar, a scar that will slowly heal just like the broken heart you gave me.
DON'T say ‘’sorry mamas I ****** up’’
Everyone makes mistakes and learn from it, but don't come to me after you learned the lesson.
I’ll never forget the way you left me, Like a dog stranded on the street with no food no hope to survive.
A band-aid I put on it, a temporary thing. Until then let it heal slowly till I am complete on my own.
Emily Dominguez Jan 2018
Being a Latino can sometimes be hard, for those who don't like your skin color.
For those who don't like you speaking Spanish
For those who think you would steal from them because you're different
They don't know the pain we go through when the “privileged people” take us from our family.
They don't know how they make us feel when we are called names when we are disrespected because of our race because we aren't the “privileged people’’ who walk around untouched by the ratchet society.
We remain silent because most of the time we are too afraid to speak up for our community, to let them know who we truly are. Hard working people, who aren't what people say we are, who try their best to fit in this society. Make sure we aren't kicked out for being different.
174 · Jan 2018
born into the dammed world
Emily Dominguez Jan 2018
“Latinos are dumb, lazy *****, someone with no dreams”
Why do they discriminate me? why do they say that I am only here to cause trouble?
Am I really what people say?
WE, I am dreamers, we come into this world to try to make a change in this society
I don't *******, I don't sell drugs and I am not meant for the system.
Don't try to give me names because of my race, that's not who I am.
I am a human not an alien
“You don't belong here, get out of our country”
Is it time for me to go now? I have a dream for this country. To make a change

America is for everyone,  not only for the “privileged ones”
So what makes you think you can judge me on my nationality
Is it because now that Donald Trump is our president and when he opens his mouth and says ******* “When Mexico sends its people, they're not sending their best. ... They're sending people that have lots of problems, and they're bringing those problems with us. They're bringing drugs. They're bringing crime. They're rapists”
Do you really think that I fit that description? Do I look like I would **** your child? Or **** him/her?
I am sorry that I am not your color. I am sorry that I am not you.
Mexican, Puerto Rican, Dominican, Caucasian, African American are all pretty in God's eyes. Don't contradict with God's beautiful creation.
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the contact of their character"
he said it "by the color of their skin" it's like that's all they see. Look deep inside of me, look at my heart, I have not committed a horrible sin

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