I am the ballerina you once broke,
left with scars and bruises on my toes;
a ballerina you've left without a note
of goodbyes and farewells to hold.
I was the ballerina you've once broke
left with lesson of heartbreak you once taught; a ballerina now standing on my own shoes, dancing through life and living it the most.
BINABASA MO ANG
TULALEY
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