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"Trust me, there are some love that don't go away. And maybe, that makes them crazy,but we should all be lucky to end with that somebody who has a little of that insanity. Somebody who never lets go. Somebody who cherishes you forever" -- Ally Mc Beal POETRY By: Ruth Elynia Mabanglo Kung ibig mo akong makilala Lampasan mo ang guhit ng mahugis na balat, Ang titig kong dagat— Yumayapos nang mahigpit sa bawat saglit Ng kahapon ko’t bukas Kung ibig mo akong makilala Sunduin mo ako sa himlayang dilim At sa madlang pagsukol ng inunang hilahil Ibangon ako at saka palayain. Isang pag-ibig na lipos ang lingap Tahanang malaya sa pangamba at sumbat May suhay ng tuwa’t kaluwalhatia’y Walang takda— Ialay mong lahat ito sa akin Kung mahal mo ako’t ibig kilalanin Kung ibig mo akong kilalanin, Sisirin mo ako hanggang buto, Liparin mo ako hanggang utak, Umilanlang ka hanggang kaluluwa, Hubad ako roon mula ulo hanggang paa.
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Saturday, March 31, 2007
Why did we choose to stay? Why do we stay in a job that can never make us happy? Why did we choose to stay here when everyday all we really wanted is to be free and get away from here? Are we expecting that somehow, someday, someone will finally recognize us? Aren't we tired of trying? Aren't we tired of waiting? Aren't we tired of expecting something that will never come? Maybe we are but somewhere in the process of giving up and holding on we still chose the latter. Because we don’t want to see ourselves being rejected or losing in the game Because somehow, letting everything go and leaving all these things behind would make us feel like we didn't try hard enough even though we already did Because we are hard on ourselves and in the end the only one we make can blame is ourselves, and the only one we can doubt is ourselves I am tired. We are tired. But why are we still here? Posted by m_a_u at Saturday, March 31, 2007
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