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by ~jnienna

no longer a dream of your imagination

i step back, smiles abide

sitting far from your solitude

i do none but stare


so cold those eyes were

as if nothing is left

as if there was no yesterday

as if i was none.


keep playing the reel in my mind

when i use to pass by

eyes straight in my own hopeless chaos

not even minding whose smoke it was.

Because i walk before

without happiness

without longing

without guilt

without remorse.


So time flies,

Leaves fall.

Like spring coming back to the harshness of the winter

Like rays of the sunshine

Turning back to the coldness and black of the night.
:iconjnienna:
It is something I came up with yesterday and as a matter of fact it deeply coincides with the painting i'm doing right now.. soon you'll see what i mean.
:iconcry187:
ang ganda naman julie, kumikirot yata yung puso ko. sana hindi sya ganun kaganda, tinatamaan ako eh. heheheheh

seriously, paborito ko itong line na to:

keep playing the reel in my mind

when i use to pass by

eyes straight in my own hopeless chaos

not even minding whose smoke it was.

--
Who am I, a passerby? On these earthly lot, I came to sigh; my soul a stagnant tide.
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:iconjnienna:
Why is it that most of the time, i could come up with really nice pieces when im so down... para bang lahat dun lumalabas..

--
the wind unseen
but when it howls,
it is heard.
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:iconcry187:
masarap kasi magsulat kapag emotional ka kaysa utak mo o literary wisdom ang gamit. Kahit naman ako kung papansinin mo ang mga gawa ko, kasi maraming naglalaro sa isip mo kapag down ka.

Pero sa lahat ng sinulat ko paborito ko talaga yung "Hop I Say." Kasi hindi emosyon ang ginamit ko dun, sadyang ginusto ko lang sumulat.

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Who am I, a passerby? On these earthly lot, I came to sigh; my soul a stagnant tide.
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