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migayle ocuaman Dec 2020
it doesn’t have to be forever
for you to hold my hand
we don't have to be together
for us to know and understand
we don't have to say those words
a smile is all it takes
to make every moment feel so eternal
migayle ocuaman Dec 2020
if every blade would undo my sins
i would cut a bit deeper
i would bleed a bit more
till i feel alright for you
migayle ocuaman Dec 2020
i have been falling in and out of love
and i seem to be heading to the floor
i'm close to fall asleep again
i hope its better than what i felt before
when i'm shattered like glass
i'll be fine like the star shards in the night
this heavy weights in my shoulder
feel a bit lighter as i crash and fly
as the alcohol numbs my shaky legs
i give in to the breeze and take flight
migayle ocuaman Dec 2020
underneath the pale moonlight
i can't help myself to stare than fall asleep
watching the stars twinkle so bright
where constellation play around in cosmic paradise
migayle ocuaman Nov 2020
a picture frame made just for two
a portrait hanged yet left to dust
promises made of lies that's true
for even memories that seem to rust
can catch ablaze among dust and ash
migayle ocuaman Nov 2020
I hope this feelings never fades
I pray even as the seasons change
and our lives move pass from today
will we still be together as we age
migayle ocuaman Nov 2020
why the poppies?
for only they grow,
where no man can live...
and where no man has conquered,
only in no-mans land do they grow.
where many have withered and fall,
like markers with no names,
we know where they lay...
and where they have bled.
only a red poppies grow there,
among the fallen dead,
now as they rest an eternal slumber,
one can never dream or tell...
the horrors they encountered...
they who gave so much, shall never grow old...
they shall never be forgotten.
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