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Monday, October 17, 2005

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms

but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way that this:

where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep.


Monday, April 18, 2005

MY OTHER XANGA's at xanga.com/diet_coke_of_evil. im no longer using this one.


Tuesday, November 16, 2004

im so tired of missing everyone.. yet im still wishing for something that has already taken a thousand steps away from coming true..

i feel like im undergoing some sort of phase right now. this won't take long though. i'll be fine, i just need TIME to think things over.. swallow + puke til the bottom's dry and the whole thing's empty.. then can i finally move the hell on.


Thursday, November 04, 2004

Lord, sana makasurvive ako sa sem na to eh pucha mga bagong kaklase ko mga kumag! kung wala mga kaibigan ko eh wala nang mangyayari sa kin sa seksyon na yun. onga't may mga friendly'ng nilalang kaso mas marami yung mga sadyang, alam mo yun, mga abnoy talaga...basta mga tang otats! eeh kaya nga sana di ako masyadong maapektuhan sa mga pinaggagagawa nila. mahirap din yun kasi shempre buong stay ko sa USTe gang graduation eh sila na kasama ko naknampotsa talaga oh. sana rin nagkakamali lang ako. siguro kahit sino namang di pa lubos na nakakakilala sa kanila eh yun din ang magiging impresyon. malay natin. baka nga nagkakamali lang ako. pero pag natuklasan kong full-time koplogs ang mga yun eh potsa... Lord, tulungan mo kong maging normal pa rin gang katapusan!


Friday, October 29, 2004

hold me up against your self-made image of my life in your eyes and cut away the parts that don't fit with your design. reduce me to a wasted reflection of other's opinions and misconceptions. you never took the time to say a word to me. degradation by assumption, talking shit with every breath. you don't know me, you don't know a thing about me. light a match for every lie, i hope you burn yourself to death! you don't know me, you don't know a thing. just a name and a face, rumour fabricates the rest. you judge me but you won't look me in the eye. it builds you up to tear me down, so spread the word and pass it on. you're the orator of shit-talking without a clue. i never wanted any more than i could fit into my heart, but you'd take everything i love. i never asked for anything i wouldn't fight for, but you cry like i begged for the world. well i am sick of explaining and i am through caring. i'll shrug my shoulders and walk away, so you can stab me in the back with eyes like knives and twist the blade with words so fine. hate me for all your life's worth, you don't know shit about mine!



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