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26/Philippines The edge has been farther away for a while now. Growing into something more.
The pair of scissors acted upon God's will and slid across the tapestry nearing it's end it spoke 7 last words beyond reparation
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Aug 29, 2021
Aug 29, 2021 at 11:07 PM UTC
Beyond repair
The prophet who walked upon us and healed the sick has forgotten about the roof with the bullet hole
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Aug 29, 2021
Aug 29, 2021 at 11:05 PM UTC
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I pray to a God whose existence is beyond me I kneel before the tortured cross I wipe tears of blood and yearn for the crucifixion
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Aug 29, 2021
Aug 29, 2021 at 11:01 PM UTC
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I cut through each piece of fabric with my eyes shut hoping that I'll pierce the fabric of my skin
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Aug 29, 2021
Aug 29, 2021 at 10:57 PM UTC
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I keep on looking for you in my past life finding only remnants of an unrequited existence
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Jan 16, 2021
Jan 16, 2021 at 9:42 PM UTC
The Search
I thought that in some fantasised version of our Love, you'd come in my life in a perfect cliché of roses and chocolates
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Jan 2, 2020
Jan 2, 2020 at 1:02 PM UTC
A perfect cliché
It seems that the words I've used to create a painting has been bound by a time that I no longer wish to reconcile The painting, beautifully saturated is nothing but a mere mirage that I met in the beauty of your summer heat
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Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 9:56 AM UTC
Attraction
writing a poem of love is accepting new words for the piece you've written down at the back of a tissue paper in the cafe where you first met.
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Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 8:17 AM UTC
a cliché
hawakan ang namumutlang bulaklak at ibahagi ang lungkot na dinaranas nito yakapin ang mga dahong nakakalimot na at halikan ang sarili gamit ang mga labing puno ng ala-ala't pagdududa Translation: hold onto this pale flower and share stories of its sadness embrace the leaves that have forgotten and kiss thyself with lips full of memories and doubts
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Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 6:19 AM UTC
A poet of culture
Ipikit ang iyong mga mata Alalahanin ang tulo ng tila ginto **** mga luha. Pumikit at pakiramdaman ang simoy ng iyong halagang umaagos sa gripo't nagbibigay buhay at ganda sa mga halamang lubos nang napabayaan.
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Jul 27, 2019
Jul 27, 2019 at 2:20 PM UTC
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