Cool
The hollow pit at my backyard
A deep-down hole beside the garden
My chamber of silent stories
The eerie house on our very old tree
Sturdy broken woods on twigs
An asylum of untold secrets
I may have wanted you in
To my good old haven
Be my guest, I'll take you in
But I need not your untainted soul
So, I pushed you out of my sunken pool
I don't want you drown in my self-made cool.
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Miss Heartstrong
BINABASA MO ANG
Shadows
PoetryThis is a poetry collection that consists of the things we keep hidden from the world. Each poem strives to speak out the things we wish we could freely speak. Through this work, I hope everyone could find their own channel to express their own shad...
