"In reality, you dislike love only because of experiences.
I also detest it, but I don't clear up my doubt.
Do we fall in love with the physical or for coincidence?
If that will be your answer, then I owe you one."

"What else could I ask from you, Sofia?
Knowing that loving you is a challenge.
Aesthetics is a branch of philosophy,
And I don't trust my foolish brain.

"It's that I have had girlfriends in my biography.
And in the beauty I distrust,
I better do you a tomography,
Because I trust your brain the most.

"When love is gone comes the epitaph,
That it is buried in Philadelphia.
The memory becomes the cenotaph,
When she remembers you weren't ****.

"Remember when you inhaled gofio?
... pretending to own the mob,
And Elifio's lover,
But the doctor detected you an atrophy.

"That you are Ecuadorian, it is because of the geography!
That you make references, is for the bibliography!
What do you know how to write it's because of the orthography!
That you «*******» a lot it's the fault of *******!

"«I feel» something for you; take me an x-ray;
Don't worry, I photograph my heart.
For you to understand the video, Sofia;
My heart beats like white-crested elaenia.

"The dance your betrayal didn't choreographed.
I laugh, since maybe it filmographed
In another part of the scenography.
I saw you in bed with him, Sofia,
And with your mobile, I took a picture of you.

"Anyway: if I am born again, Sofia,
I will study ethnography
To evade you; love wrote:
Emil doesn't believe in your «love», and that stunted him."

"When the notifications of your heart arrive to me, then I will post your body.

"Since I have enough walls to become the Kangaroo, and put color the state of your thighs.

"Then, many groups will want us to join them, but don't worry, because I know you will not love the abrupt idea.

"Then (wao! Yes, two "then") we will do a live video of our idyll... that is this:

"Log in and give the button of always stay connected."

"Then, the feelings leave: Like the Afternoons, the Owl and the Greetings.

"Cupido tried hard to shoot me, I told him not to do it, because I am Archer and I know of Arrows... he doesn't know about that, he just likes to shoot.

"Not me, **** it
I build arrows
And I know, listen to me, Reader.
... that the Arrows don't know to love!".

"Let's get comfortable, and buy popcorn. We'll watch the usual movie:

"A man goes to the theater to watch a movie, and prior he getting to the line, a truck hits him, didn't he see the Trailer?

"It's titled: «If you seek love, you wont find it; If you stop seeking, it'll find you».

"Love is beautiful, in many ways; makes your brain go on vacation to Cambodia, and let your appendix work; rather, you become blind, stupid, fool and slow.

"If you loved, well for you; If you haven't loved, bad for you. When we love, we break many bad habits in us, you tell me, that I have had to fight against Cupid so that this ******* would'nt shoot me.

"******: They looked each other, the pheromones were dressed as butterflies; genuine smiles... Haven't you watched "Lie to me"?

"Outcome or conclusion (well, that depends on how you want to address it) : To be continue. You know why? Because who has loved is immortal; without it you can't live. Ask Mr. Hate that pretended to be good for a day and, do you know how he reacted?

"«Don't love me»".

"She returned, with aporia.
She kissed me, with satire.
She said goodbye, with antipaphers.
... She promised to stay, with prosopopeyas."

“My heart is already accustomed to processing violet blood with poisons that are more deadly; Make you live again after a long sleep.

“It’s hard for me to cry, my demons advise me to follow... the letters tell me to stop, but my body says: And the Brain is treacherous for you to lie when doing a not true in front of the Bible?

“I don’t know why GOD loves me, I don’t even apply anaphora. I don’t even know the rules of a poem, I stop in this verse to go and have a glass of water.

“**** the rhyme! Leave me alone with the metric! The quotation marks will die with me!!! I hope I don’t go to hell!!

“It hurts me to cry, I have cried too much; therefore, I smile not to cry.

“I help without asking for anything in return, in return I ask for help; But I have no help. Only GOD is the Giver of life, when I sin: my days are subtracted.

“I don’t want rhymes; this comes out of my skull, without complex meanings so that they understand it.

“I’m not who you think, I think who I am. You think differently from me; I don’t understand as you do.

“I settled on the bed, and I keep typing. I don’t have respiratory valves, nor the cough of despair comes to me: my tracheas are full of pleasure.

“I’m done, I’m tired, but of myself”.

"Just as there are thousands of species in the Sea, so life is unknown, not because we don't know who they are, but because we don't know who we are.

"In the foolish sentiment of a ruffian, there is my attitude. Drunk with nostalgia, even the Moon laughs at me.

"What shall I do of this ****** gloomy despair, **** me, or drown me?!

"As long as I see these people walking in their own ego, the sands will dissolve through my tears.

"I fear the unknown, that's why
each
time
that
I cry,
I speak
... with Death...".

"We all cry:

Those who hate, those who ****, those who love, those who suffer, those who laugh, and especially... those who... write."

A fan came to me and said: "Emil, how do you get out of the bad comments unharmed?" To which I replied:

«Once upon a time there was a snake from Equatorial New Guinea, juggling a circus; One day, the owner fired her because "supposedly" she had bitten one of her interlocutors. The snake tried to defend itself by saying that it had not done so, however, it did not work out. A month later, the snake got a job at a magic and party products store; the owner of the circus where the snake worked, entered, and without realizing that the snake was working in that place, he asked for leeches and left the establishment. What nobody knows is that the owner bought leeches to put them under the seats of the spectators, and that they bite the spectators, and fire one by one of their employees from the circus just because, And so, entering new personnel because, consequently, they had "bad acts"».

Moral: If you know who you are, no matter the time or the noun, you will always know that those who speak badly about you, or want you evil, is because they have a mirage of themselves, and that you have, they would like to possess it.

"It wasn't the heart that wanted
To be like the intruder,
Time is short and short as the diver,
Without his camouflage under the floor.

"Too bad for me, I didn't love;
Too bad for me, I didn't give myself up.

"There are people like me.
There are worse, in my situation.

"I am not grateful.
I am inconsiderate.
So much so that I don't know who did it:
A perfect world, all in my lap.

"I am not Emil Cerda,
I am an unrepeatable time,
And sad;
That wants to be hired,
That wants to be read.
But, God made me like this.
Thank you Jesus,
But today, maybe I will die better."