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JK Cabresos Dec 2013
CHRISTMAS* is not only *FOR GIVING
but it is also about FORGIVING.
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JK Cabresos Dec 2013
A man starts to change when he starts to fall in love..












..and when he gets broken too.
JK Cabresos Dec 2013
iisang panalangin
puso'y maangkin
ako sana'y ibigin.
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JK Cabresos Nov 2013
Love is not blind, but the heart is.
So be careful whom you fall in love with.
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JK Cabresos Nov 2013
Broken heart
in every moment of despair,
it always happens
every time I love to fear —
fear to love.
But like the shores
wanting to reach the skylines,
I would always be wanting
to bind your lips to mine.

No one falls in love by chance,
it’s by choice;
but I chose to let go
to avoid being hurt.
I tried to hide
and bury my feelings
whenever you are near —
but my heart always fails,
even before,
for trying not to love you
only makes me love you more.
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JK Cabresos Nov 2013
Kabalo ba mo nga ang love, pag-ibig,
gugma o unsa bay tawag ninyo ana
kay muabot ra nag iyaha?
Di lang jud nuon magsaba
kay wa man gud siyay baba.

Bitaw, unsa man jud tuod diay ng
TRUE LOVE?
O basin THROWN LOVE na ha?

Ana man gud na oh,
sakto na unta!
Siya na unta!
Eh, shunga-shunga man gud ka,
gibuy-an pa jud nimo siya.

Dayon magdangoyngoy ra ba,
maghinuktok ug muingon nga
"Sayang kaayo!"
Apan wa na jud kay mabuhat pa
para ibalik inyong napakyas nga
LOVE STORY.

Sumo biya usahay paminawon
inyong mga pagmahay!
Wa lang jud mi mabuhat
kay bespren biya mi ninyo!

Sige na lang dayon ug hilaka
ug kadugayan PEANUT BITTER na,
hay naku!

Busa, mao ni akong advice sa inyo...

Ana man gud sila nga...

Ang gugma daw mura ra nag itlog...

Basta hugot ra kaayo ang paggunit,
mabuak...

Apan basta luag ra pud,
mahulog ra ug mabuak japun...
busa kanang sakto ra jud...

Unya ako?
Kay danghag man jud kaayo,
busa naa ra ko diri karun
nagsubo ug nag-inusara...

Busa sa di pa mahuman ni akong balak,
naa lang unta koy ipangutana...




Gusto ba ninyo gunitan ang akong itlog?
JK Cabresos Nov 2013
All I remember
is remembering it hurt,
memories are haunting me now
and reality altered into doubts.
The pale moonlit night
is full of futile tears,
crying for the hands
that once held me.

The hurricane in my heart
is crashing down all my senses
and changing those
that was in greater good
into countless worsts.
It is inevitable,
and killing me within,
and I was left nowhere
cursing the wind.

Every bridge I built
was already burned;
the particular journey
of this avowed love
is now over.
And all I remember
is remembering it hurt.
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