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Mar 2016
Inside my room I hold,
Her gentle hands of gold,
On bended knees I told,
A proposal.
Then felt a sudden caress,
As our lips gently press,
And all I heard was "yes",
An answer.
For me left in daze,
Thinking of future days,
Suddenly lost in a haze,
A dream.
Yet this is all I see,
An endless sky and sea,
That never meant to be,
A happy ending.
Looking from afar,
Seeing her in that car,
Tearing and leaving a scar,
Oh poor heart.
Niel John Ortizo
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Niel John Ortizo
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