To sleep at night
Is what I am used to
Wait for a dream to come
Flashing brightly when I close
my eyes.One very unusual night
You called and we talked
One ring and dim followed by another
Unsure for our whereabouts and situation.Now, I say ...
To wake up at midnight
Is what I am not used to
Wait for your call to come
Talking endlessly til I close my eyes.-----
03262016 954PM

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PoetryMga tulang hatid ng isang wirdong tulad ko para sa inyo. Ang mga ito'y mula sa aking malikot, makulit, mapangahas, madrama, at humahangang kaisipan. Matuwa ka sana sa iyong mga mababasa. Okay lang din kahit mainis. Pakiss! :*