above the pink sky,
behind those silent clouds
are emotions...
beneath the frozen water,
within the stillness of the sea
are memories...
of the forgotten
who longs to be remembered...
just when the sun sets
and my tears fall
as your guitar is broken
and Morrison sings his goodbye
our hands lose grip...
our footsteps make a rhythm
of stones clashing by the beach
but they leave no prints
they are washed ashore...

















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of stones clashing by the beach
Lovely. Smile.
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malungkot...malungkot...
ikaw kamusta nmn paglalaro mo jan?
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