I cried without tears
shaping what kind of love I have been
I borrowed someone else home
and kinda loose everything
we forge in fire and completely burst.
but I get used to live,
I get used to live with those mouth that's made from dagger.
other woman?
that's what they called me
the ugly truth shameless real me
and surely
the misfortune of everyone's family
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A letter for your soul (Spoken Word poem english&tagalog)
Poetrya poem that has a heart and soul, different topic, with different emotions every piece of story has a deep meaning and emotional diversion (must read) thank you 💋💋
