Here me out, I wasted time on you.
mgrg
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One.
A number to count
Who would've thought, it would mean this much?
And all it took were your words and touch
One hello.
Started it all
I couldn't stop,
Or break the fall
One I love you.
And I believed
Never did it cross my mind
That I would be deceived
One goodbye
Shattered my heart
Those words were knives
You tore me apart.
-mgrg 081016; 4:01
BINABASA MO ANG
Damned Poems
PoetryWritten under the influence of broken hearts and promises. When the dawn is to come, that's when my poetry becomes war. A war between a broken heart and a fighting one. Damn, never have I thought it would be this hard.
