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Jul 2018
Clouds become dark,
air becomes cold.
Water starts to drop
and took me away by flood.
I tried to hold a branch
but my feet was stuck in ground.
It's getting hard to breathe
when my life starts to drown.
...
Pitch-black is what I see
and a flash of memories
that makes me want to survive
as I lost my consiousness.
...
I don't know what happened next.




Noises in Mind, Copyright © 2014
Sam N. de la Rosa
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We're always down everytime there's a problem. We thought everything was dark. But in every storm that pass, there's always a colorful rainbow that gives hope. It's the one that's keeping us stronger and stronger for every trials we face.
And one of those that makes us strong is the iridescent life we had in the past, our memories and the waiting rainbows from the future.
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