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 Aug 2014 Sam Po
Patrick Sugarr
Hug
 Aug 2014 Sam Po
Patrick Sugarr
Hug
long have i been wanting
to feel your heart beating
with your arms gently wrapping
tightening
tightening
until my body is quivering
shivering
dying
--
i really really want to hug you, R. I can do it anytime, you know. but to be hugged by you, i swear i'm ready to die.
 Aug 2014 Sam Po
Edren Marie
I Know
 Aug 2014 Sam Po
Edren Marie
I know you would lie
if somebody would ask
I know you would quit
if somebody would win
I know you would stop
if somebody would chase

But
I'll leave and disappear
because I know
that somebody is me.
 Aug 2014 Sam Po
Edren Marie
Whenever the singer is sad
He sings with his mouth shut
Whenever the singer is happy
He sings his heart out

The song he's singing
And the song I'm listening
Is carved in our heart
- our piece of art

Together, we sing
to the rhythm of love
The Singer and I - together, we love.
 Aug 2014 Sam Po
Edren Marie
Be happy -
knowing that you're hurt?
Be amazed -
on how unfair life is to you?
Be sad -
believing you deserve it?

Be feeling empty -
knowing that for one day,
just one day,
you'd made me feel all these.
 Aug 2014 Sam Po
Edren Marie
Once
 Aug 2014 Sam Po
Edren Marie
His eyes
that once cried for me
His lips
that once kissed me
His hands
that once held me
His arms
that once embraced me

His stare
that once melted me
His smile
that once made my day
His love
that once made me whole.


Once. Only Once.
The sad reality of how -
His death
that once changed my life.
Once. **FOREVER
 Aug 2014 Sam Po
Patrick Sugarr
There was this night
  when I was trying to study
Mama came into my room
  with a cup of coffee

As I reached for the cup
  it was as warm as her embrace
made me feel
  like I'm in the safest place

And as I took a sip
  it was bittersweet
reminded me of life
  the trials and success that I would meet

As I finished it
  I knew that I have
all her tender care
  and genuine love

But now that she's far away
  I wish that I would see
my Mama by the door
  and her warm cup of coffee

--
though i may not say it that often, though we may not be that close, you're my mama -- i love you.
 Aug 2014 Sam Po
Patrick Sugarr
something i took
away when you looked
your scent it has
i hope it lasts
~~

your scent it has
i hope it lasts
happy i am
i wish it lasts
have you ever done something so crazy you tell yourself "you're crazy!?" haha.
 Aug 2014 Sam Po
Krezeyyyy
The night was too quiet, she was being lulled by a certain rhythm. It wasn't of the sound made by the crickets nor the song that kept on being replayed on her list. It was nothing like that. It was a rhythm that kept her lying on her bed and blinking away tears and smiling at random times when she hears it as it travels into her ears with memories too sweet to forget.

She kept remembering the rhythm of his voice now getting blurry by long distance memory. It happened in quite a long time ago. It's becoming too faint to soon would become only an echo like there in a cave too dark to step into.

--
Oh, I miss him.

~~ Criss ∞
Nothing is like his voice. Especially when he says my name.
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