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Miles / 14 / July 11, 1992 / Manila / EIS /

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Thursday, October 26, 2006
The sleeping beauty.
 

As I search the cloudy sky for that one true star,
Every dream of mine doesnt seem that very far.
I look up and I reminisce, those days before,
The laughters we once shared, how i wish for some more.
All the brilliant, shining spots on this dark blue blanket
Seem like one whole figure, I cannot explain it...
Your face covered in hope , your eyes beaming with joy;
All this, in vain, for your peace I cannot destroy.
Never shall we touch, nor our glances will meet,
Never shall we laugh, or will I hear your heart beat.
I've grown, and he's changed, I hope you were here to see...
But you're not, so will be it in our memory.
We cherish those days that once were close... but are far.
This hole in our hearts will remain a painful scar.

I wrote this in like... 15 mins, so if it's bad, please dont judge!
It's about my Lolo Boy, who passed away 2 years ago because of a heart attack. I was feeling poetic and so many feelings started going about, but I picked a random one. I'm kind of happy about it though ;)