Good night.
Let us start with the end
where the sun rise on the west
and the stars kiss the skyline—
I was never a culprit!
I am just a witness;
An innocent defendant
Who tried to stop the murder.
He will never understand.
She climbed up the stairs so high;
It lets her kiss the clouds.
He tried to pull her down;
But is afraid of catching.
She looked at the skies and touched Him
Or he touched her..?
I cried out her name:
Exclaiming a heart that never beats—
Wasn't this the same as when
the Man turned into stars:
He climbed the highest fear
together with his heart.
The only problem with her is
she climbed up the stairs,
Knowing that her heart is done below;
And that she brought his broken.
She raised her hand,
Touches the sky,
And tried to free him.
While I;
am just the witness.
The seas where dyed black,
And red;
And the skies were crying—
as she goes down the sky
She looks at me,
as if I was him
But then again
I am just the witness—
Let us end the beginning.
Hi.
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Museo Ng Manunulat
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