No matter how deep I dig a grave.
To bury what was left.
Its vines kept creeping on me.
...entangling itself
....to my weak
and fragile mind.
As I embrace the headstone, of infinite goodbyes.
Posted on Facebook: Sunday, March 7, 2010 at 3:42pm
hay goodbyes...
ReplyDeletewords are indeed gushing! minuto lang ang pagitan! bangis.
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