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Batrisyia Hanin Feb 2015
This wind.
Touches my skin, softly with its tender breeze.
It feels exactly the same way when our skin collides.
Batrisyia Hanin Feb 2015
You said "I love you" but do you really love me?

You said "I miss you" but do you really miss me?

So, tell me now, how can you proof that all of these really comes from your heart?
  Feb 2015 Batrisyia Hanin
Aquinas
The sky looks like cotton candy
Pink and blue are its pastel hues
"When do I ever tire of you?"
Is what came out of your liquor lips
That smelled of cherry gum drops and old wine

Something only old money can buy
You treated me like a queen and
"Now what are we?"
Is what comes out of your liquor lips
That smells of smoke and gunpowder
"Even I don't know." I retort
But let's live life like I'm not your last resort
I'm on a sugar high but I'm afraid of crashing
Batrisyia Hanin Feb 2015
There are times when they can be great enemies,
There are also times when they can be bestfriends.
Enemies or bestfriends,
You both still my guardians to heaven.

I love you, Bonda & Papa.
We do fight, sometimes but you and me know too well how much we love each other so dearly.
Batrisyia Hanin Feb 2015
You talk too much.

Let me shut your mouth with mine.
  Feb 2015 Batrisyia Hanin
Ominous
I’ll make you feel the heat of my blood,
but only when I feel yours
in my tongue.
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