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Kidding
I am something a few miles short of amazing. I am someone who thinks of all the possible ways to complete and utter happiness then I remember that I’m a few bricks short from everything; I can’t have that way going on for me. Then I listen to Paramore and think of all the fans…
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Nenok
When words have already become a barrier that can no longer be penetrated, how can you know what remains; how can you understand? During a long walk, I’ve been piecing memories, keying in the most memorable and easily slipping out the few rotten ones. A distraction, that’s what the process really is. It’s nothing but…
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Hai Avuto Il Mio Tutto
This future knows you no more, You had gone then thinking You were right And you left in that past, your eyes Trained to Technicolor vibes Of far away These clipped words remained Unreaching, insufficient To bring you back And now, that past became a future You had wanted, You sought to have, you ought…
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Castro
Dare concrete streets come soft, Eroded in the washings of this helpless rain and dare these musings pour down upon your head, these thoughts of mine, would they matter to you, now that you are boundless, unreachable, these thoughts of mine, musing – repeatedly losing you in this concrete rain? — If I thought of…
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The Dangers of Mediated Communication
My hands are cold, You’re no longer here and I thought, yeah Hope is where I should invest All these things, a past you never knew, The present you saw, A future I’d like to make Not alone in my triumph And I had hoped, yes, I was allowed to A permission rarely given A…
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Master Oil Control Max
This was taken last March 2009 at Corregidor. It’s an island situated somewhere between Bataan and Cavite and it’s chock full of scary ghost stories, forts and tourist stuff from the war. This was by the shore of that island, near the cottages where people camp out when they join the overnight tour of the…
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Ho Dato Tutto A Te
She was The center of the world Where stars collide To know her presence and the moon Steals her glamour Night after night, And you were a wraith, Weaving through light to be with her who was. You were The void of stars’ demise Where no man dare thread lest they Want for nothing more…
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Hindi ko naman itinago. Kung tatanungin mo ako, isang solid na sagot lamang ang aking maibibigay sa ‘yo: oo, [censored]. Hindi naman ako palasabi kasi sa totoo lang, nababaklaan ako sa ganyang mga bagay. Hindi ko naman din sinasabing may galit ako sa bakla pero…wala na akong maisip na ibang salitang pwedeng ipanglarawan sa nararamdaman…
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Compulsory
Let’s see… It’s been two days since V-day from my time zone and I’m writing this amidst a promising heat wave on a windy afternoon. It’s my favorite kind of weather actually, very pastel and dry like most of my past summers. So I guess I’m hoping this weather would last through May. I don’t…
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Noise
Noise in my head ringing Unmaking my verses making these lines Topple down into a danse macabre Ironically lively, so unrestrained That the living should be Shamed; The noise keeps going worming Into these words that should be Dramatic, forlorn Fit for the broken and the pretend Unfeeling And left them rotting into piles Of…
Stars Shined Down
For your previous pleasure
Stars Shined Down 