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elle-esso
Every night I sit by a fire, the only fire that keeps me warm: red-hot coals, perpetually burning, not quite alive, but never really dying; flaking white ash, burned beyond recognition, crumbling into nothing; and gray smoke, stinging my eyes, eating up my lungs, as I breathe in the fumes and lay beside the fire, the fire of what was, and what could have been, and what never will be.
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Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 8:02 AM UTC
bonfire
Hindi na umulan ngayong gabi, pero basa pa ang kalsada. Sa loob ng bus na sinasakyan, tuyo ang aking puso at umuulan ng luha. // It no longer rained tonight, but the road is still wet. Inside the bus I'm on, my heart is dry and it is raining tears.
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 11:53 AM UTC
Byahe: 01
Face down and alone In your crystal palace Cheek pressed against glass Cracks on ev'ry surface Fear taking your breath With each passing moment The cold hand of death Closing around your neck "Is this the end, then?" The question left hanging Your wild beating heart Slowly going silent The stars disappear Night reaches its blackest Then glorious light Comes piercing the darkness
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 11:50 AM UTC
Cracks
Kung nangangarap ang mga anino Nais ba nilang makamit ang anyo ng kanilang sinusundan? Nais ba nilang magkaroon ng sarili nilang anyo? O sinukuan na ba nila ang pangangarap, Dahil wala nang pag-asang magbago Kung ikaw ay isinilang na anino? // If shadows could dream, Do they wish to become that which they follow? Do they wish to have a form all their own? Or have they given up on dreams, Because there is no hope of change For one who was born a shadow?
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 11:44 AM UTC
Kung Nangangarap Ang Mga Anino (If Shadows Could Dream)
Before the dawn, when I wake up You're sound asleep, got no makeup I look at you, I always do You've got it all, but you've got no clue Your quietness and mystery And your unspoken history Your calm demeanor, golden voice A level head above the noise Always on point, there's no excess The words you say, the way you dress No awkward move, no big disgrace You've got all that and a pretty face Your worst is better than my best And if I could make one request Don't smile at me, 'cause when you do It breaks my heart and makes me blue Don't want to hate you, never will You do no wrong, yet hurt me still You're everything he wants, you see And all I ever want to be.
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Nov 17, 2017
Nov 17, 2017 at 6:25 AM UTC
R o o m m a t e
There are two forces that make humankind forgetful: Love, which makes us forget the offenses that hurt the most and Greed, which makes us forget the things that matter the most.
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Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
Good Bits from Bad Genius
Ang salita ng hari ay apoy na nagpapainit sa pugon ng kawalang-katarungan, nagpapakulo sa bituka ng balikong lipunan kung saan ang kampeon ng disiplina ay nagiging kampon ng pagmamalabis, at ang pagtakbo ng hustisya ay nauungusan na ng pagtakbo ng mga nasisiil. At sa gitna ng kaguluhan, sa gitna ng katahimikan ng karamihan, mas lumalakas ang loob ng masasamang-loob, at lalong lumalago ang masasamang damo. Sindilim na ng gabi ang tanghaling tapat, sa panganib na ngayo'y wala nang pinipiling oras at ang buhay na iyong pinagkaingat-ingatan, baka bukas sa kalsada'y isang mantsang pula na lamang.
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Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 11:41 AM UTC
Mantsang Pula
Pareho tayong sinungaling. Noong simula, sabi mo, "Mahal kita." At nang natapos ang lahat, sabi ko, "Wala akong pakialam."
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Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 10:44 AM UTC
Ang Kwento ng Dalawang Sinungaling
Mahirap maging mahalaga. Mahirap kasi mahal ka na sana, sumobra lang ng tatlong letra. Sabi nila, lahat ng sobra, masama. Yun siguro ang kwento ng buhay mo. Hindi ka kulang. Hindi ka rin sapat. Sobra ka. At hindi ka nila kaya.
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Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 10:26 AM UTC
Lab...is
Mabuti pa ang thesis, may deadline. Di tulad ng pusong sawi, na di mo alam kung kailan maghihilom.
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 1:25 PM UTC
Time Limit