You dunno how much I wanted to spill my inks on your own paper and let myself write another poetry for you. But you said a while ago you don't deserve it. I laugh
and I murmured.
"Yes, you don't deserve it. Coz afterall, all you gave to me was pain and heartaches. I don't have to write another poetry for you to notice me again. I don't need to lose another page of my paper, spill the limited inks, and try another pen. Same as I don't have to cry any single tear at all. I don't need anybody who can catch me if I ever fall. Coz me, as a broken poet, doesn't just tell how broken I am inside. I wanna slap you with my broken pieces and unfinished rhymes. Now tell me, could I write something for you? Just answer me yes and I'll let my inks flow."
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BINABASA MO ANG
Floating Words, Floating Rhymes
Poetry"Drink up the beauty and bleed out the poetry."
