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CREACIÓN LITERARIA

I decide to leave my lover I carefully place the flowers, into the

to get the perfect flowers flowerpot,

for her and for the flowerpot, and I smile at the sight that it is

because after all, no longer empty.

it needs flowers, Not so long ago, I read a beautiful

any type of flowers. tale,

As I leave the room, about a little nightingale that created

I start to hear a horrible cough, a rose out of her own blood.

that after a while of sounding, That tale made me wonder,

turns into my name. if a rose ever came out of my own

Someone’s calling my name, blood, how beautiful would it be?

she is calling my name... That question tormented me for

but I don’t listen. days,

The call slowly always the same question:

starts mixing with a bit of If a rose ever came out of my own

desperation, blood, how beautiful would it be?

and pain. Day after day, my mind was troubled

and then she calls me by the same set of words.

again, Over

and again, and over again...

and again. Until a new question came into my

She hasn’t called me like that in a mind:

while, If a Rose ever came out of HER

and like always, it’s just so she can blood, how “beautiful” would it be?

get something, How red would the petals be?

Sometimes it’s money, How green would the stem be?

sometimes it’s attention, How dry would the leaves be?

this time, unknowingly the inexistant How rotten would the scent be?

antidot, How disgusting would the rose be?

but this time, I won’t give her That question was the one that

anything. helped me find the perfect flowers,

This last time. for her,

I finally grab the flowers, and for the occasion.

the perfect flowers for her, Of course, these flowers are not as

and for the flowerpot, and I slowly wonderful as

return to the room my love is in, the ones I imagined on my head,

as her voice, her sweet voice slowly but I can’t complain too much, after

turns all...

into an empty silence, Not even nature would create such

60 a dead silence. an atrocious thing.