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_Cryslyn
_Cryslyn
19/F/San Mateo, Rizal her mind is ocean, / her soul is pure
I'm living inside the box mine Books were scattered, my pen runs out The winds were calling me to come Whisper into my ears, the light is near But, the wise old man said Seeking for answers is unending tunnel You might see a glimpse of fickle it's still not the end Sitting under the oak tree Dusk until dawn unravel the mystery I saw an owl, it guides me on my way I'm not blinded but unable to see
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Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 8:47 AM UTC
Wise Old Man
When I first see the light I never imagine that this life would be hard My silent is my deepest cry I stayed mute and trap between dark and daylight I remember How to run away I remember How I scattered into broken pieces But it happens again it happens again it happens again it never washed from my mind
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Jun 25, 2020
Jun 25, 2020 at 12:21 PM UTC
Mute
You calm the current of the sea You break me for I am able to see that what you got is better than what I want You taught me that seeds die before they grow You go with me into the deepest current flow When you begin to speak the tide of battle turns You gave me a new melody and a sound of horn Greater things come upon your name Greater things come upon your name
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Jun 25, 2020
Jun 25, 2020 at 5:01 AM UTC
I've seen how us endeavor bear fruit and grow but- like what you’ve said in Songs of Solomon “do not awaken love until awakes on its accord” Feelings should not be stirred too early Let them sleep until it’s time for them to awake One season will end, and one season will begin. We are on summertime We harvest joy and inspiration, but God I know the foundation of what spring will bring is not yet sufficient. For now, I let the autumn leaves fall and see its beauty I really thought We were headed down that road but here my heart purify it now and be in your hands until it's ready to feel someone's warm and embrace
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Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 12:53 PM UTC
We are on summertime
Words are born from people's mouth and die in their ears But some words don't die They go into people's heart and survive
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Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 12:28 PM UTC
Words
Don't draw a line on purpose Break down those walls It can't be invaded by just anyone But here he is trying to knock in my room 19
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Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 3:19 AM UTC
Room 19
I smell the rust on my fingers I got my own melody I found what chords and notes Strings starts to play But I can't find the word there's no voice to out only tears.
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Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 3:13 AM UTC
Teardrops on my guitar
In exchange of minutes of attention You are being programmed by the noise of crowd Never ending loop of approval to satisfy overly imaginative mind with the twisted truth the world is not yours
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Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 3:10 AM UTC
Centre
I know it endures a lot of hard work and perseverance for you to reach the person God wants you to be. I’m blessed that you fight your battles through the power of prayers. My loves, I know you have asked God a countless fresh start so that you would find your way back home and bring your life back together. When life feels overwhelming learn to embrace what you have and remind yourself that you are in a season of molding and God didn’t finish on you yet. God sees you as his child not a burden. So, turn back and run back to him. God sees possibilities, hope and capabilities in you. I know there is a giant inside of you that keeps roaring amidst of storm. Despite of the adversities and uncertainties in life you remain strong and confident that God holds your future and there is nothing to be worried about. You’ve come this far. There is a long road ahead so keep going little flower. Even though I see you cry, stumble and fall you are still the strong warrior I know. Don’t ever let the manipulator to control you. Because when you let them, you also let yourself to be in their trap. Be reminded that you are covered by his blood and you are surrounded by his presence. His grace is sufficient so held your head up high and be secure that you will meet the person you will become
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Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 3:05 AM UTC
To the person I will become
Season of searching path My soul lost its way Unclear vision Where are you going to lead me? Sinking to the depths of water Expand my horizon Until I figure it out I will go even though, I'm uncertain Setbacks won't won Warrior of stepping stone Amidst of storm My father is on the throne Lost in track of destination Along the way I found my epiphany Wildwood is my destiny
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Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 1:37 AM UTC
Epiphany of Life