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May 2015
I have to stop opening my arms for people with shiny eyes.
I hold on to them for dear life,
embrace them so tight.
But when the time arrives that their tears have dried,
I am left empty and all I can do is sigh.
Marinela Abarca
Written by
Marinela Abarca  MNL
(MNL)   
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   Chris and Pax
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