Being Honest
Silent, the moment speaks
in tempation it runs
quickly into the folds of desire
all at once and none at all
shadowing the light I hold beside you
into a darkness you never knew
finding peace in my insecurities
and light in my confusion
because even the sun must set
for the dawn of heaven inside.
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Marina is a chicana who lives in the East LA area. Although poetry has become a recent passion of hers, she values the emotion and deeper meaning in addition to the fun and creativity it brings to her life. She believes that speaking through the language of poetry acts as a gateway to a voice beyond a single understanding in a graceful yet empowering manner and hopes that her message can reach out to those who wish to be heard and validated.
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