she drowned herself in unanswered questions,
half reluctant, half hoping to let them be.
burning her tongue with these question marks,
she was scared to spit fire around the sea.
floating ahead absentminded-ly,
chasing nothing, only escaping reality.
she was just too scared,
not of getting lost in the burning pool,
but having her wounds reopened,
by the spit fire she knew would be fatally true.
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BINABASA MO ANG
| MOONDUST |
Poetry❝garland crown perched on her head, golden freckles adorned her olive skin, iron heart beat inside her being, stardust soul, she pampered within.❞ [hr → #23 in shortpoems]
