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 Sep 2015 Anna
Gaffer
She watched him sleeping, wondering
When did she stop loving him
Was it gradual
Did she ever love him
Could she love another
Her mind was made up
She would leave tomorrow
He watched her sleeping, wondering
Placing the pillow over her face
Did he ever love her.
 Aug 2015 Anna
Queenie Florentino
The way he looks at me,
with magnificence and praise
Slices my heart to bleed
in hopes that,
May his love
looks at me
the same way
his lusts do.

But the truth is:
While his eyes worship me,
His heart sees me as nobody.

- qyf
#costsofbeinginlove #passion #nolove #pain
 Jun 2014 Anna
Third Legacy
Summer
 Jun 2014 Anna
Third Legacy
Painful Fascination
As I'm mesmerized by your beauty
The wonder of your countenance
Slowly falls upon me

Knowing you're not mine
But know that I'm yours
Till the sky will start falling
And rains of fire pour

Knowing that you can't
Feel the way that I feel
This heart of mine keeps breaking
A wound that can't be healed

So now I look up to the sky
Because soon it will be falling
Like my heart when I first saw you
The Embrace of Summer's Morning
With You
 Feb 2013 Anna
Infamous one
Writing
 Feb 2013 Anna
Infamous one
I started writing
I got asked what I was writing
I told them my life
Oh so you're writing a comedy
I joked yeah it was suppose to be a suicide letter
But it became my biography
Everytime others ask I give them a different story
I write monologue for my standup routine
No one gets the joke
I wonder if they are listening
When I'm serious I get a laugh
When I joke they take me serious
Writing is my outlet
Hoping one day I might be understood
 Jan 2013 Anna
Jowlough
Times like this,
you plug in your earphones,
you appreciate all the music.
without any warmth.
your presence is winter.
giving you chills,
sending shivers.
moderation is a fault.
the silence overreacts;
when you feel it
it gives you that boost,
to support your downed ego
as you travel,
you're an outcast.
you knew it well
as you think of tomorrow's task.
when suffering climaxed,
volumes are at peak.
puff your airways
until you're weak.
 Dec 2012 Anna
Jowlough
I would definitely
love to see you tonight;

to grasp your hand,
with all my might;

to look at you,
my one beautiful sight;

to be with the girl
I love the most.

is what I am wishing
my personal toast.

I wish I can be,
beside you every time;

to take care of us,
our precious time.

Promise me the stars,
for our hearts will bloom

as I promise you,
this bright blue moon.

I miss you dear,
let us take a bite.

I would definitely*
love *to see you tonight;

— The End —