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Rafflesia Bradoro
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Someone chatted me that my poems were out of rules. She even said, “Anong type ng poem 'yan? You're making such nonsenses.”
Are you out of your mind? I'm writing freely here. As long as I love expressing myself through rhymes and poetry, I'm good.
So what if may mga mali ako? I'm learning though. I do know how to accept criticisms, but like this? Oh girl go back to your kindergarten teacher.
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Orchideus Bradoro
Kalma lang lilsis, kumukulo na ang red blood cells mo
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Monseigneur Felidos
Those shits were just jealous, Raf.
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Hailey Catavera
The lasts words were destined with "Burned. Grilled. Toasted. Coffins."
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Levriaste Doromal
Kalma lang madame, yung high blood mo po
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▶ Rafflesia Bradoro
Any suggestions to relax?
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▶ Levriaste Doromal
I'm freely suggesting myself •̀ᴗ-
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