"I'm feeling crossed, I take it inside. Burn up the pain, my thoughts are strange. Just like the things I used to love, just like the tree that fell, I heard it.

If art is still inside, I feel it."

- Cold, Bleed


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May 4th, 2004
: Lunampara.
Posted at 12:34 AM by staticriot.



Barya Siyang si Buwan
(maliwanag ngayon
sa Kanyang kabuuang
nakatago kanina
sa saglit na pagsamantala
sa Kanya ng mga ulap.)

Sabagay,
iilan lamang naman
ang mga lamparang
di nakasusunog-hangin,
ang mga Buwang
di nagpapagahasa sa dilim.



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Toad The Wet Sprocket - Walk On The Ocean

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sadomasochist
Comment posted on May 4th, 2004 at 04:32 PM
ganda. :)
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soulfly
Comment posted on May 4th, 2004 at 06:48 AM
makata ka rin pla.. ganda ng imagery..
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bluedolphin
Comment posted on May 4th, 2004 at 12:56 AM
\"Iilan lamang... ang mga Buwang di nagpapagahasa sa dilim.\"

Kung ganyan lahat ng tao, hindi nagpapalamon sa dilim, maayos sana buhay nating lahat, walang problema.
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staticriot
Comment posted on May 4th, 2004 at 01:03 AM
Wala na tayong magagawa\'t napaliligiran tayo ng mga baboy.
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