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Aug 2015
here i am sitting, wasting my time
thinking of what words to use to describe
the scars you left, the blood i bled
how i felt when you left me behind

so i am still here sitting, wasting my time
thinking of reasons why you showed me your smile
the smile that gave me warmth every night
that suddenly became the beacon of my life
Bruce Gil
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Bruce Gil  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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