angelica dela cruz Poems

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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