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Kim Santiago Feb 2015
Do you know how you change my mood in a blink of an eye?
The way you smile that brights up my evening sky
Your laughter that makes my heart skip a beat
What I felt when our gaze suddenly meet.

I wish I had the guts to tell you
All the things I wish you knew
All the thoughts lingering in my brain
Dreaming about you kissing me in the rain.
The perks of being a hopeless romantic
Kim Santiago Feb 2015
Hold fast to dreams,
For if they die,
Life is a broken wing bird,
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreans,
For when dreams go,
Life is a barren field,
Frozen with snow.
Kim Santiago Feb 2015
Living in eternity,
While travelling through time,
The moment could be infinite,
If one were so inclined,
Moments come and go,
Yet it's like the same,
Times we shared before,
Every bit of it,
Remained in my brain,
Oh yes, of course one's little wave,
Will break upon some shoal,
The time has come my dearest friend,
We will see each other once more.
Kim Santiago Feb 2015
If I showed you my teardrops,
Would you collect them like rain,
Store them in jars,
That are labelled with "Pain"

Would you follow their tracks,
From my eyes down my cheeks,
As they write all their stories,
I'm too scared to speak.

Would you stop them with kisses,
Bring their flow to a halt,
As you teach me that pain,
Isn't always my fault.

Would you hold my face gently,
As you dry both my eyes,
And whisper the words,
"You're too precious to cry"

If I showed you my teardrops,
Would you show me your own,
And though we're lonely,
We were never alone.
Kim Santiago Feb 2015
I got flowers today. It wasn't my birthday or any special day. We had our first argument last night, and he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me. I know he is sorry and didn't mean the things he said because  I got flowers today.

I got flowers today, it wasn't our anniversary or any other special day. Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me. It seemed like a nightmare. I couldn't believe it was real. I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over. I know he must be sorry, because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today, it wasn't Mother's Day or any other special day. Last night, he beat me up again. It was much worse than all the other times. If I leave him, what will I do? How will I take care of the kids?  What about money? I'm afraid of him and scared to leave. But I know he must be sorry, because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today. Today was a very special day. Today was the day of my funeral. Last night, he finally killed me. He beat me to death. If only I gathered enough courage and strength to leave him. I would not have gotten flowers today.
Kim Santiago Feb 2015
Welcome to society,
We hope you enjoy your stay,
And please feel free to be yourself,
As long as it's in the right way.

Make sure you love your body,
Not to much or we'll tear your down,
We'll bully you for smiling,
And then wonder why you frown.

We'll tell you that you're worthless,
That you shouldn't make a sound,
And then cry with all the others,
As you're buried in the ground.

You can fall in love with anyone,
As long as it's who we choose,
And we'll let you have your opinions,
But please shape them to our views.

Welcome to society,
We promise that we won't deceive,
And one more rule now that you are here,
There's no way that you can leave.
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