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After she get herself dressed, she drive out of her bed an instrument she kept. A guitar- her company in the middle of the dark room where she enclosed herself.
Umihip ang malamig na hangin mula sa bukas na bintanang katapat lamang ng kama niya.
At mula sa dulo ng himlayan, kanyang pinagmasdan
ang mga tala sa gabing puno ng kalungkutan
at umawit ng isang awitin
upang ibasan
ang sakit ng bawa't saglit
na inialay
sa kanya ng lalaki, na siyang naging sentro ng kanyang uniberso- Zion.
•[Now playing: Without You]•
The bruised melody of her voice resounding in the melancholic presence of the moon.
Every strum is equal to one teardrop.
The sound of her voice was wrapped with a bottle of pain. If only someone can hear her out, he will bleed and feel her heart.
The star that etched the scars on her heart is the reason for the teardrops on her guitar.
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