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it wasnt always a panoramic scene, but nonetheless, it was one of my most favorite place: enigmatic, radical. The sensation of putting your thought behind that pale surrounding regards a more , if not the most, comfortable place to me. the ground wasnt clear, the trees not always colorful, but the intensity is constant... it has spoken a million words or so, although it seemed that no one noticed the sight. It has engraved more than a million years of unwanted stillness, and the place has served me very well.
every unforgetteble moment in that place has left me craving for more... you'll talk and laugh a lot, but consequently indulge yourself to the depthness of lonesome feeling. life in regular interval has fed you're mind just enough to be too fearful, and faithless for sometime...
but, if you wqould surrender yourself to that same place... a place so near you can feel it in every inch of the vapor you breath, but too far life a gazillion miles of walk... but the journey is worth the trip...
the place is solitude
sinisi at sinibasib
----------------------------------------------------------------------binuksan ko kanina ang pinto ng bhay namin.. malamig. sinarado ko pero kinipkip ng katawan ko ang lamig...
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ilang taon narin ng huli akong bumuga... huminga ng malalim at maramdaman un....
hirap tlaga pag hindi ka snay... hirap huminga minsan, lalo na kapag hindi mo maintindihan kung bakit naninikip ung loob mo...oo, mahirap.
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noong una akala ko ganun lang.. pero..oo... nagbabago ag prespektibo ng buhay.. namumulat ka pero susubukan mo paring pumikit... ginigising ka pero matutulog ka prin... tinawag ka pro hinayaan mong sundin ang sarilit wag pansinin...
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nanaginip ako kgabi... patag na raw ang mundo... bkit nga b hindi?
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pasencia na, wag nio akong pansinin...
bertday ko kc kya ganito ako
Is it just me?
cause I dont think that theyd understand
when everythings ment to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am
And you cant fight the tears that aint comin',
or the moment of truth in yuor lies
when everthings seems like the movies...
Yeah, you bleed just to know your alive
like...
Bleed just to know your alive

when everyone seems to be right
its just that, most of the people are being conceived by the strange fact that in this life, majority actually wins...
WHAT IF THE MAJORITY IS WRONG?
ok, one thing i know for sure,
every thing has to learn and grow up...
PADRE DAMASO, died and get booted out of the story, because hes too proud, always thinks hes powerful...
and always SHOUT.
like those who always try to picket in the street...