Will Never be Blown by the Wind
I thought we will be hale I thought our connection will never frail But as a sampaguita took her last exhale There comes the simultaneous existence of an ail That circulated among us like a chain mail Her breath was her goodbye But ironically, I never did cry I know we will all die But her presence felt like a lie That gloomed my life like a night sky A night sky painted like a bruise Reflecting on my eyes are great blues Her shutdown made me experience abuse A pain that only I knew, damn, I lose I made myself a victim and tried to loose Ink of a pen sitting on my hand This will be the last of her as my brand I'll bury all I have just like her in the land Everything will be gone on a whip of wand She'll be blown by the wind yet she's a sand
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