Paolo Dela Cruz Poems

A heart beat turned a thousand
Veins creeping all over my body
My torso battered and bludgeoned;
I'm slowly loosing grip of my sanity
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Let the steam of our minds pollute the air
And bite the hands that's stopping our hearts to speak out
Our country is once again in agony and despair
That needs help of everyone, to get through this drought
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These shackles around my feet
Stopped me from flying
Admitting this defeat...
Question left unanswered
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