(Dedicated to my seatmate in UCSP)
I'm still holding your wrist
Gripping; that shall not to be lost
Those enchantment of beauty
His warm feeling of his bracelet
I remember the day, when we first met
Our wrist and our arms wrapped around each other until the
Coldness never felt
Twelve midnight, dancing alone under the chandelier. And then you came, now you're holding my wrist.
A sight-seeing tantalizing eyes that i met. But right now, you're still holding my wrist.
But this time, i scream, asking for some help.
And you are holding, gripping my wrist until you enter to my valley of misfortunes.
Writhing,panting until i lost wrath.
But the next thing i knew i woke up.
Holding the bracelet.
Crying for justice and help
Yes, you tricked me
Pic. Source: https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.pinterest.com/amp/pin/402227810459967785/
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Written By Me
PoetryHindi po ito story, puro po mga tula ito at sarili ko pong gawa ito. ps. kung panget free lang po ang panlalait 😂
