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Pagtapat ng Alas-Tres ng Madaling Araw

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Nararamdaman mo ba?
Ang mga lubid ay unti-unti nang napuputol
At ang higpit ng kapit ay unti-unti nang lumuluwag

'Di na magtataka sa pagdating ng araw
Na atin nang masasambit
Ang mga salitang inaasam ngunit masakit:
Sa wakas, tayo'y bumitaw na rin

Dahil lahat ng bago'y naluluma, lahat ng kulay ay kumukupas
Lahat ng tao'y napapagod, lahat ng puso'y naaagnas

At sa araw na tayo'y ipagtatagpong muli,
tanging mga ngiti sa labi lamang ang makapagsasabing
Atin nang naipinta, atin nang naiayos
Atin nang nakamit ang pahingang nagpayapa sa sarili

My Dear

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Listening to a song, I remembered what was.
Imagining our sad, ended tale,
Your memory brought me into tears
'Cause now you, my dear, will never be here.

That day, on the 25th of February,
In where I can still distinguish the scent
It smells of fresh grass and sunlight
Like in a paradise where you are in sight.

I can still remember your smile
Your laugh makes all the tears dry
The sparkle on your eyes whenever I say 'I love you'
And the grip of your hand assuring me this is true.

I can still remember how you touch my hair,
my nose, my cheeks and down to my heart
How you always walk beside me, not letting go
And wait for me until the windows close.

Now, that day ended and every we is in vain.
All of me still screams for your name.
But today on, all I can do is remember
With no one but myself to blame.

Editing Exercises (Limited Words)

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1
Expressing eagerness,
The precious savage
sipped mischief.
Herself believed beautifully,
but not me.
We are the difference.

2
TREACLE!
His annoying games,
Hurried self,
Plates tumbling,
We wake, we shrink.
Life. Severity--

The fountains of mess.

3
A somersault;
She plus texting, playing

Just more.
This put askance.

To dump, furiously stopping
We = Enough

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Engaged together,
the cranky improve
the lullaby note--
That's not too dead and
the ceiling gets low.

Pointless

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So I am staring at your profile, checking for updates, reading your posts.
Small news will be fine. I just want to know you're okay.
How was your day? What did you do?
What are you thinking about? What will you do?

So I am here, doing nothing.. but to think about you.
And you do not even have a clue on how much time I spend for you.
It makes me think if someone out there cares about me the way I care about you.
Such a silly thought, though. It won't even come true.

I guess I'm just sleepy.
Yes, I really think I am.
Connecting the dots and trying to make sense..
But I ended up being pointless.

Chess

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You promised me forever.
But the word was too vague.
Time hindered.
Love detoriated.
Tears started flowing.
Smiles never came.
Indeed, a big world ahead of you
With too much joy and too much care
A place I could not enter
As I was then started to fade.
Denial.
Anger.
Grief.
Acceptance.
Why, then?
Why can't there be love?

Maybe a pawn is what will be
The greatest role I'll ever be.

Distance

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As I sat beside you, I noticed
You were wearing that shirt,
Keeping us connected in some way.
Your presence made me at ease.

You laughed so hard.
You talked too loud.
Your gestures, your smile
Your hair, your voice...

I couldn't remember your joke, by the way.
I was busy figuring you out,
Trying to get the memories stuck in my mind.
I was too happy you were there.

And on that morning, in silence,
I was looking at your eyes
Waiting for you to look at me...


So sad, I waited too long.

Assumption

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Then, signs came.
I understood it differently.
Thinking it was on my side,
I expected it to be mine.
But it never was.
It only brought more pain.
And I learned never to expect.
I stopped dreaming.
My smiles started to fade.
I was left behind.
Falling down all over again,
I got tired of hoping.

Blurred Memories

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Pink.
I see pink.
The smell of the pillow under my nose.
It makes me forget.
It makes me at peace.
Trying to feel the presence
Of the soft cushion underneath.
Support.
Fatigue.
It takes a while before I close my eyes.
Embracing the silence I've never had.
For the good.
For the worse.
I dream of good things.
"Few more minutes."
Five.
Four.
Three.
Realizing and remembering..
It is actually,
Black.

Space

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I'm writing this
to let my feelings out.
I am currently in need of help.
I do not know what to do right now.
There are a lot of things going on
inside my head.

I am a mess.

I have questions.
I am lost.
I am afraid.

I am negative.

I am tired.
I am sad.
And need to be saved.

だから、気をつけて。

Cure

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As I got off the car,
You walked towards my way.

You waved your hand.
And I waved mine.
You called my name.
And I was speechless.

Was it fate?
A mere coincidence?
Even if it was just for a few seconds..
Even if it did not even matter to you..

Thank you for being there.
I needed it.


The mistake is thinking there can be an antidote to the uncertainty. (The Lover's Dictionary)

Dreams

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OH DREAMS

Why is it so hard?

The happiness turns to sorrow. All the luck will fade away.
Reaching and trying. Getting near, getting far.
The faith is great. Expectations are big.
The pressure is on. There is no going back.
White becomes black. The tables have turned.
Pride, ego and lies. I died and I cried.

Why will you let my hopes up..
then always turn me down?