when I left,
I waited for the war to settle
before hoping for paradise
I wished for the blood to dry
before sowing seeds
and reaping a new life
I left for good
and I left for survival
I left your hell
to make things right
BINABASA MO ANG
When You Left
Поэзия"when you left, every part, every breath every heart beat of your body slowly became requisite parts of my poetry." a collection of free-verse poems.
