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Cada vez que veo esos ojos Ojos que no son verdes no son azules ni marrones Pienso en ti Esos ojos brillantes Que apagan y encienden De felicidad y de tristeza Espero que de vez en cuando Esos ojos hubieran brillado para mi Esos ojos claros y oscuros Lleno de tus pensamientos Espejo de tus emociones Alli encontraba La estrella de mis suenos Quizás en esos ojos Hubiera podido encontrar La más belleza de la vida Lo más valiente en mi corazón Juntos con todo lo amargo A veces busco estos ojos Olvidando que nunca hubieran mias Las miradas ni las lágrimas Los verdes ni los dorados Que cubren los secretos de tus ojos

within this wall I built for myself I was safe... or so I thought naive. No wall is safe stars can pass through walls... Stars sometimes bring tears and moments When you forget there is a wall a star can put a hole so deep,... especially when you let it though that star broke my wall I was happy Because it shone for me It doesn't matter if it did not last longer It doesn't matter because I saw something beautiful outside my wall...

Limitations are nothing but shadows of our fears, if we allow them to stop us from reaching for our dreams, then we have allowed those fears to become monsters with claws instead of being the wispy, imaginary creatures that they are. Never let them.... ↞⇹↠ 2021: Remember this...

Si no tuviera que decirte que te amo, Pasaría la vida pensando si lo sabes, Y pediría las estrellas para decirte Si pudiera decirte lo que las lenguas no se atreven a decir, Sentiría que ya he ido a los cielos, Y que ya he ganado un puesto junto a las constelaciones Si te consiguiera hacer sentir cada latido de mi corazón, Verías que está escribiendo tu nombre, Verías que está dibujando un mostro de tu cara Porque yo sería capaz de amarte una y otra vez, te amara en infinidad y en eternidad Si pudieras sentir lo que siento, Si pudieras oír los latidos de mi corazón, Si pudieras ver lo que imagino, Sabrías que todo es para ti Y que todo es sobre ti Y si no me la permitieras, sería la muerte hecha realidad

he he... akala ko'y isa ka lamang kathang isip na binuo ng mga makatang sinauna o ng mga taong mabababaw. kung ganun, mababaw rin pala ako. he he.. di ko naisip na maari ring ako'y maging biktima akala ko, ang meron ako'y pusong bato na kahit si brad pitt ay di makakayang tiktikin ni mapapipintig ng mga ngiting piolo. he he... sabi nila bading daw si piolo kahit na, gwapo pa rin siya saka natalo naman ang mga titik ni lolit solis kaya pwede pa ringpagpantasyahan ang ngiting piolo, pero ni minsan di ko naisip yun. he he... akala ko hanggang edad kim chiu lang ang pwedeng tamaan, ang pwedeng lumundag-lundag ang puso na para bang sasabog, pero di naman na para bang mabigat pero di naman. he he... ganito pala yun, mahirap ipaliwanag pero masaya, kahit walang nakakatawa ngingiti-ngiti kahit walang kausap parang baliw pero hinde naman parang nanlalambot pero di naman. he he... ang gulo, pero masaya sana tumagal, sana nakatokan na nga ang puso ko na dati di natitinag, independie...

Faith is that which reminds me Even in weakness that I am loved Though I fall a million times A million times again, I'll stand Faith is that which gives me hope In times of doubt that God is He Scourged, beaten, shamed on the cross Because of love, He died for me Faith is that which gives me truth In faces of lies the world deceives It is His light that guides me by To see beyond the Lucifer's mask. Faith is that which reminds me Of a love eternal, love forgiving Love that does not betray Love that is grace, love that is free.

My heart burst out for want of words to express the malady that surrounds my existence. The aura of false flesh surrounds me. Like a cloak that cannot be lifted. For dust has settled and will not be dissuaded. From engulfing my cobwebbed thoughts and crumbling intellect. Wisdom will cry out but will not be heard. For the doors have been closed and the keys swallowed by the eyes. My mouth will cry but the meaning has been plugged in the ears. I have no more intellect. It's river drowned in self-pity. Doubts have clotted the blood of knowledge. My fingers are numbed from scratching words. But the words have deserted me. And this vessel is empty.