angelica dela cruz

i loved you warmly like the sun
whose hot rays gently
reached the young
i loved you warmly like the sun
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For the heart is vulnerable,
and words are the medium;
Several years have passed, my dear.
How long it has been,
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Roaring filling,
screeching.
Slamming up and down.
It surrounds me
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As I was
slipping down
those stony roads,
this red April
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The flowers wither.
The sky cries.
is it any wonder
I grow tired of this world?
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How long
Must my dreams
Stay dreams
Shared only
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Black Roses bloom
in the eve of spring
under the Shadow
of the waning Moon
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Black blood drips
From a single tip,
As I watch.
Impassive.
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Smile for me,
Though stars
Have hidden
Behind the storm,
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Crimes brought past
Redemption
Haunt the memory
Of your eyes.
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His hands were cold
When he placed them
On her neck
In solemn death grip.
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Longer days and colder
Nights
Fill my existence.
The dreamer stares
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Watch the
Stars,
They fall.
One by
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The Red
Sun
Sets in
Purple Skies.
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Like angels
who the world has glared,
I cry for
what was never there.
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In restless motion
I follow the wind
Mindless of the pain
That covers my heart
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So sad,
the Snow.
It drifts with
Certainty
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What a great relief
it would be to be deaf
and blind for a day.
When the senses fail
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