I am pieces of those I love
Woven in an intricate pattern
It flows and falls and starts and stalls
Ever changing.

And part of you is in my smile.

Sabi nga ni sir, wag mo na pisil pisilin
Lalo na kung hindi mo din bibilhin
Kasi mahirap na kung ito'y iyong sisirain
At kung wala ka ding balak na mahalin

English:
Title: Heart for sale
"Just like sir said, don't pinch it anymore
Specially if you're not even planning on buying it
Because it's gonna be hard if you'll end up breaking it
And if you don't even plan on loving it"

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My heart was build of stones
Layered by tons of stings and thorns
Soaking with venomous bloods of red indian scorpions
Pumping through the veins
Once again
Being with me lead your life's adorn?
Trust me, your hopes will die in pain of torns.