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Jul 2014
"I love you,"
He uttered yet he doesn't obey me
He doesn't respect me
What then is love?
If he distorts its meaning
I became clueless.

"I hate you,"
She slammed the door
But I heard her voice
Screaming with regrets
Wishin' she could say sorry
Her pride, I can't get
I feel sorry for her.
The Poetic Architect
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The Poetic Architect  F/PPC Palawan, Philippines
(F/PPC Palawan, Philippines)   
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