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Cold breeze against my skin
But I still choose to watched the horrible scene
A scene where I can clearly see
That the heart you have wasn't just only for me
Millions knives start to kill my inside
So I close my eyes and try to survive
By avoiding the scene where I don't belong but you belong
A scene where my love for you was wrong
With my closed eyes, I start to get naked
Forgetting the scene a while ago and lay with you in bed
Most people called this stupidity but I know being witn you was the only way
The only way to survive from your game that I should have never played.
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BINABASA MO ANG
Buried Words
PoetryPoems are like buried words that we should not have buried in the first place. (Collection of Poems)
