RAIN DROP : A Heartless Mistake
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Last published суб, авг. 3, 2024
"Sa gitna ng labanan,
Hirap at sakit ang nararamdaman,
Pipiliin ka bang mahalin sa gitna ng kapahamakan?
O, tumakbo papalayo dahil hanggang doon na lamang?"
Dumadanak ang mga dugo sa kahit saan,
Kung susundan kita'y patuloy lang mahihirapan,
Gaano ba kasakit ang dapat kong maramdaman?
Bago ko makamit ang tunay na pagmamahal at kapayapaan.
Ito ay simula ng isang madugong kwento,
Kung saan ang bawat pahina'y alalahanin mo,
Kung saan ang ikaw at ako ay wala talagang dulo,
At hindi magtatapos sa tayo.
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