angelica dela cruz

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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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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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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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Words unsaid
lingered and fled
all around my head
as I lay in bed
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a flower's seed i'd sown in spring.
in morning's light i'd hoped it'd bring
the pleasure of a brighter day;
the magic simple words can't say.
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Softly now,
when the night is spread,
a thick blanket woven
with stars and moon,
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