angelica dela cruz Poems

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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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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listen to my doggy,
barking up a song...
though today is foggy,
his voice is going strong.
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As I was
slipping down
those stony roads,
this red April
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Roaring filling,
screeching.
Slamming up and down.
It surrounds me
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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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