Hope (Original)

Poetry By: Erick Flores
Original Photography by: Mikael Svensson
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This is not the end
I have seen it
In the baby's eyes
His eyes a window
To an innocent complexion

We have fought it through
Isolated, handcuffed,
Nostalgic emotions kill
even the happiest moments
They slowly try to captivate

We have lived it,
We have seen it,
We have felt it,
It touches every nerve,
Until you give it up.

-Erick Flores

J'ai appris ma leçon (I learned my lesson)

Poetry By: Erick Flores
Original Photography by: Mikael Svensson
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My trust has ruptured
Just like the water balloon
The trust slowly flows
And the clear water rushes
It creates a track
That will never be followed
It is foreign too
Oblivious to many
Only I will know
The trust that has now faltered

Erick Flores