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You always ask me why,
it's so hard for me to get close.
But when I actually try,
I lose my fingers and my toes.

I hate giving my all
and getting nothing in return.
And that's why I build my wall,
before I crash and burn.
Can you please stop playing with my heart? It's physically hurting me...
Under the shade of a great tree
She is old enough to advise me
She had seen hell and heaven
Memories of gossips and love
The times when she couldn't help
When grownups planned chaos
The times of joyful tears
When children and birds played

Oh my child I've seen many things
Horrible things you wouldn't think
I'll lay my leaves on your shoulders
I'm too worried about your world
They once hanged swings on my ears
I shone like those earlings will last long
But soon they began hanging themselves
I took a walk today
One and a half miles
To where I work all day
Walked past a line of crows
Sitting on a telephone wire
Giving me curious looks
Because every step
Was downhill all the way
Like a metaphor of my life
I raged on the inside
Until I got to the office
And got to work
I think I woke up in a bad mood...
So here I am, once again
Lacking all self esteem,
And dignity and pride,
But above all things,
Lacking him.

If I don't run in his direction,
If I don't hug him when he is near,
Is because all my loving,
I keep it caged,
Suffering,
Starving,
Begging for some love,
A kiss, a smile, a look,
Anything from him.

But I keep it caged,
For its own protection,
I'll let it die,
Rot and decompose,
A dying love is easier to take,
Than his indifference.
The best part about falling in love
Is just when it begins,
And the best part about making love
Is just before it ends:
The ecstasy surrounds us, then
We sail away on tide and wind
To do the best parts
Over again
Sa sandaling iwan kita,
Ay doon ka naman lalabas
Habang tahimik na nanunulsol,
Upang hindi ako makatakas

Subalit ako'y bukod tanging nasasakal!
Ang hininga'y bumibilis sa iyong pagdating
Pakibit balikat akong nagdarasal,
"Huwag mo sanang tapatan ng iyong patalim."

At sa oras na matapos ang nginig,
titingin nalang sa oras habang nakapikit.
Ang aninong nagmumulto galing nakaraan
Ang nagdala sa aking kinahahantungan.
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