Holding a bottle full of whiskey
Wishing you were here beside me
Chained wings that are meant to be free
So much regrets it's eating meThose lonely whispers of the night
Wondering if things can be right
Oh time pass by its past midnight
Its okay i will be alright
BINABASA MO ANG
Verses Of The Heart
PoetryWords woven into verses, emotions spilled onto pages. Open the covers and explore the world of poetry. •A collections of poems for when i have the spare time to write them.
The Longing Hour
Holding a bottle full of whiskey
Wishing you were here beside me
Chained wings that are meant to be free
So much regrets it's eating meThose lonely whispers of the night
Wondering if things can be right
Oh time pass by its past midnight
Its okay i will be alright