• Limits

    Limits

    No break in between doesn’t make John a dull boy No break in between makes John jump to a pit of fire Anger, hatred, and pity sucks the life within I have to go away to keep myself safe Living for today is not enough I have to live for…

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  • Burnout

    Smiling, stretching the muscles for as long as it can But every move leads to heart break The smile is falling down slowly Clenching the palm to keep the heat Holding back the tears, Breaking voice in between Keeping the anger within

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    Lazy Days

    Lazy Days

    Jenny wakes up at six in the morning Stares at the blue sky above Closes her eyes and goes back to her dreams She is safe, she feels safe Half past six in the morning She feels the sting from the burning sun It’s time to work, time to walk…

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  • Books for November

    This month I surely enjoyed the pleasure of buying these hard-to-find books. ^^ This serves as my early Christmas gift for myself . Unless, other wonderful books or some great planner come along later this month. Most of these books I remember from my childhood. I mostly remember them through…

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    Books! Books! Books!

                  Books that I got for the months of August and September. All from sale and from second-hand bookstores. I got all these books for roughly Php 1,200. This really made me a happy lady. ^^

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  • Red (Final)

    That was the only time I felt that someone cared. I felt comfortable, safe, and I was not scared anymore. So when my heart started functioning again, I reflected the purple, pink, and blue hues of my youth. Then I had the courage to open my eyes and finally thank…

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  • Red (Part 4)

    That was the reason why I liked that room. I felt the need to see those shades and feel the happiness of dreaming. In a world where I never grew tired, I still hoped of seeing my dreams come alive. That world of dreams was the only escape I had…

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  • Red (Part 3)

    My nails were left on the floor covered with blood. I saw the way I tried to put my nails back on my fingers. For the first time, I thought I heard a sound. The screeching sounds of my nails touching the stone walls. But in the end, it was…

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  • Red (Part 2)

    The river was filled with crystal clear water that I could see the blue pebbles sleeping along the riverbed. Blue pebbles? Sleeping? Yes. But then that was not the thing that surprised me. As I walked near the river, I saw a reflection. My face was not the same anymore.…

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  • Red (Part 1)

    I was inside a box. I assumed it was a box. Maybe it was a room, a well, or was it a can? There was no light, no wind that I could fee. I tried to touch my toes, to feel my body, but there was nothing. I tried to…

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