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Mahirap magmahal ng isang ikaw Na ngumingiti na gaya ng araw At mata'y 'sing lalim ng natatanaw
Ngunit mahirap mahalin ang 'sang ako Na 'sang kaibigan lamang ang turing mo Pero patuloy na nagmamahal sa 'yo.


The AtticScent of vintage books Turning sandy yellow On the dust-stained shelfThe Attic
Sealed shutters Reflecting little specks Of golden dust
Collection of porcelain dolls Whose hands are chipped And dresses soiled and torn
A wooden trunk
Filled with costumes and head-dresses And pictures of a little girl
Feels like my childhood.


Winter SorrowGaze at the dead treesWinter Sorrow
They can’t get much lonelier than that
Harsh winter covers them in a biting blanket of warmth
Death of all beauty
Only a sterile film of pale white
The snow covers the sorrow
The cold numbs the pain
Until the sun comes and melts it away
The forgotten beauty
Tear the memories away
Lay them down side by side
Like shallow puddles
As the clouds slit their writs
To fill them once again


Hidden SorrowsTears soon dry, And deep scars will heal, Leaving no lingering sign Of the pain that we feel.Hidden Sorrows
But words, too, can sting, And actions can burn. Those hurts, we keep hidden. In time, we all learn.
Does that make our poison That much less potent, While wearing a white mask To feign our contentment?
The covered wound heals, But long leaves a scar, Whose aching and throbbing Define who we are.
Can wounds of the soul Be ever repealed? Can tears in our heartstrings Really be healed?
Can we learn t
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Youre always looking
What a pity you never quite manage to see
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Ren the Awakened
Do you believe in Miracles?
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Even the most beautiful flower must one day wither and die,
Just as the most beautiful moment is ever-doomed to pass...
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"Join us."
Baron Von Reichensteinsven III
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