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Classes has just ended Brain has just restarted You sit down with a cup of coffee in hand With a cigarette too (perhaps, maybe?) The coffee steams You puff a smoke You take a sip You smile It's 8PM No dinner yet. It's okay. You're just chillin' Time for some music Listening, drinking, smoking Trying to feel the cool evening breeze The clock ticks. It's time to go Goodbye. Until next time

Atrocities of men Shameless acts of perversity A dab of insanity It fills up the space The world is cruel Reality is harsh Evil lurks in the hearts of men It swallows humanity ten fold It was never fair, it wasn't justice There was no hope or peace It lies in vengeance The wrath in the heart appears The cycle never ends An endless spiral in the darkness You know it's loathing You know.... it's hate And she hats... He hate.... You hate.... I hate.

At the dawn of the day As the sun sets for the night She looks out to the horizon beyond As the darkness starts to respond The wind blew through her face Tears smearing her make-up Until when she had to wait? For that love to enter that gate? Is this how it feels to be alone? In this dark castle of emptiness These two eyes watched them fade From  cruel FATE and it's trade Her life forever waiting Her soul no more She had waited for decades Waiting in blood, she wades Where is her immortal love? Has he too has gone? Like the wind that blew through her face Disappearing within her embrace

She is a girl living in a house It is shaped like a boathouse She always have a sad face Loneliness she always embrace She is a girl wearing a skirt Whose face shows too much hurt She always shed tears For someone who'll hear her fears In that boathouse home she lives Where sorrow within the walls survives She is a girl who lives in a blue painted world Where everything curled, hurled and twirled

Let me tell you a story About a war and all its glory The blood and tears of them all Are tainted within these walls Or do you want to hear a song? Of love where you know you belong The melody that pierced your heart A hymn that refuses to depart To you I sang this tale From an open heart that is so frail In paper soon to be written Those who will read will be smitten I am the open book, that is never close Loved and hated by many of those For time have come and go The knowledge I held, to you I bestow

How many times did you see me cry? The tears that I've lost count. How many times you said you love me? I never heard a sincere one. How many times did I wait for you? Every date, dinner, in my heart... How many times I spend sleepless nights Just waiting painfully for your call? The loneliness slowly killing me. How many times have I caught you and  your infidelity? Did you see me scream with such a fit? How many times did I follow your wishes? You never once followed mine. The betrayal drowned my world. How many times did you break my heart? Over and over again, until beyond repair? How many times you said goodbye? As I beg

Mula sa aking isip, mabubuo ang istorya Ang mga karakter ng aking imahinasyon ay unti-unting mabubuhay Ang mga salita ay aking isusulat Ito ay ang aking lathala Ito ay magiging isang maestro Ito ay babasahin ng marami Ang aking lathala ay magiging urian Hahangaan at pag-aaralan Ang aking maestro ay ipagbubunyi Pag-uusapan, pagdedebatihan Lathalang nabuo mula sa aking imahinasyon O aking isasakatuparan ngayon Ito ang aking lathala Bow.

The stillness only to be broken by the shrill cry of the alarm clock The solemnity only to be disturbed by the rustling of sheets The warmth only to be taken away, as I leave the bed The sleepiness only to disappear as the water hits my head The laziness only to be gone as I stepped out of the house and ride the taxi All of these in 3 in the morning Hello to a new day!

I dreamt of you   while I sleep through the night I dreamt of you   as the sky starts to be filled with stars I dreamt of you   as the covers turns I dreamt of you   while the moon wanes away I dreamt of you   as the sky brightens with light I dreamt of you  as I woke up to meet the day It only proves how I miss you   for I solely always dream of you

Perfection, There's only so far we can stretch out impossibility. A niche we carve for our own, in this ocean of many. Aesthetic an unnecessary burden, carried with shame. The skin, refuses to mold with our reflective mind's vision. Just to be realigned with the inner body's utmost certainty. Envy, To covet the path of another with such a wanton desire. Through which jealousy constricts the spirit of an individual. Angst that is brought from the failure of a self manifestation. The other side is more lush with green from lack of self-content. That shade of green holds the backbone of such bewildering spite. Nobility, To hold