when i
contemplate her eyes
crying collecting
the image of her face
pieces of life
in broken images
filled with tears
and little specks of sunlight
in mirrors
pierce the darkness
and hope springs
from collections ofÂ
memories
when i
contemplate her eyes
crying collecting
the image of her face
pieces of life
in broken images
filled with tears
and little specks of sunlight
in mirrors
pierce the darkness
and hope springs
from collections ofÂ
memories
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wow bago to ha… are you ok?
you didnt get the poem… it’s not about me it’s about her….
eh sino na naman yan??? yung bago?