I may seem bitter for asking,
“What’s the purpose in entering?”
I’ve seen them do come and go;
I’ve seen tears shed for show.
Just like Noah’s time: flood and bow;
Which after a new chapter starts to blow.
I cringe at the thought, I should not bother,
I’ll just wait here first and eat my butter.
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Mga Tula 2 (Poems 2)
PoetryLamentably, my vague mind was surpassed by the uncertainty of Wattpad. Don't know what happened of the first that my mind cannot understand. Oh, well, at least we can make another, can't we? Oo, friend, make tayo ng bago. Ang dami na kasing tambak n...
