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Broken Pieces

Broken Pieces

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Romance
"Broken Pieces" Some people long for a life that is simple and planned Tied with a ribbon Some people won't sail the sea 'cause they're safer on land To follow what's written But I'd follow you to the great unknown Off to a world we call our own Hand in my hand and we promised to never let go We're walking the tightrope High in the sky We can see the whole world down below We're walking the tightrope Never sure, never know how far we could fall But it's all an adventure That comes with a breathtaking view Walking the tightrope With you -Tightrope, Michelle Williams Band Aid are used to cover up wounds. And Band Aid is a band. Ang bandang laging wasak sa puso ang mga Kanta. Kaso... Kanta nga lang ba ang wasak? O pati na rin ang kanilang mga puso? ~~~ I, with the username of 'madamsupremo', would like to give credits to all of the rightful owners of the images, songs and lyrics that i used for this story. Thank you for giving your time to read this book.
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I always feel like I'm floating through life. There was nothing to hold me in one place, there's nothing that has enough weight for me to stay. Still... I wanted to believe that there's something special out there waiting for me. Pero hindi pala ganoong kadali ang lahat. It's just too tiring to struggle and keep my head above the water... to fight the tides trying to pull me down. So for a moment, I stopped fighting... letting the currents take me where it wants me to go. I just didn't expect the next thing life pulled for me. An embodiment of uncertainty. A gamble, an unpredictability. Life gave me a wild card. It's a bittersweet risk. The question is... do I have the winning hand or will I end up holding on to nothing?

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