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March 06, 2005

Gulong

araw. Umaga na naman. Sana palagi na lang gabi. Nakakapagod na kasi magtrabaho. Nakakapagod nang magsalita. Nakakapagod nang huminga. Minsan parang gusto ko magpasagasa sa truck na dumadaan sa Lacson Avenue. Tutal, marami talaga ang nasasagasaan doon. Kaya kung mamatay ako, iisipin ng lahat na aksidente ito. Naisip ko ito

kanina. Pero kung hindi ako matuluyan, siguradong masakit yon. Kakayanin ko kaya? Sa bagay, siguro mas masakit yun. Siguro mas masakit ang madaanan ng gulong ng truck kesa tanggapin ang katotohanang wala na

siya. Siguro tama siya. Masyado ako madaling sumusuko. Siguro nga kaya ko mabuhay nang wala siya. Tutal, nakaraos ako ng labing-siyam na taon na wala siya sa aking

buhay. Pero yon lang talaga ang nangyari, nakaraos lang ako... pero hindi ako nabuhay. Patay ako bago ko siya nakilala. Noong araw na minahal niya ako ay isinilang ako. At ngayon, kahit wala na siya, patuloy akong binubuhay ng pagmamahal ko sa

kanya. Nandito pa rin ako. Umaasa, na kahit man lang sa pagtulog ko bawat gabi’y makakasama ko siyang muli, kahit sa panaginip lang. Pero tapos na naman ako managinip. Babangon na ko. Sumisikat na ang

WRITTEN BY RONY AT 2:49 PM | 
 

Panaginip (Re-verse)

Kagabi nanaginip ako. Kasama ko siya. Masaya kami, magkahawak-kamay habang naglalakad sa hardin. Pakiusap, wag niyo na ko gisingin. Ayoko matapos ‘to. Ayoko magising sa katotohanan... na hindi na niya ko mahal.

WRITTEN BY RONY AT 6:38 AM | 
 

March 05, 2005

Infinity

all is done and i'm lying, floating in an ocean of tears i created while embracing the hail. my feet are soaked and my hands are grounded between a window of solitude and of infinite chasm. given an option i'd rather not make this choice but in this circumstance i have to. should i turn my back against him and run through the window?

i'm bound in this ocean bed again where my anguish run deep. if only i could cry hard enough to drown myself infinitely 'til my soul breaks free. Holy Being, can i die here tonight?

because i've learned that this place is no longer a home since he left it. he flew to the ravine of dreams and left me two steps behind. i have nothing left to give. i have nothing left of him. i ask what else is left for me when everything has failed?

so i sing... i sing... i sing myself to sleep. and from there i went to the place where illusion and reality were the same. i walked and came upon his valley. once again i laid in his arms and i was his again. i've finally found a place to rest.

Holy Being, can i die here tonight?

WRITTEN BY RONY AT 12:34 PM | 
 

March 04, 2005

Ronilo's Arms

For the last time I slept in his arms. It was the safest, most peaceful place in the world. Someday, I want to go back there, and stay for eternity.

WRITTEN BY RONY AT 2:02 AM | 
 

March 02, 2005

LSS

Same Ground (Kitchie Nadal)
my love
it's been a long time since i cried and left you

out of the blue
it's hard
leavin' u that way when i never wanted to
self-denial
is a game it's strange i never would have wanted it
until there was you
because i've learned that love is beyond what human
can imagine
the more it clears, the more i gotta let you go

what i don't understand is why i'm feelin' so bad now
when i know it was my idea
i could have just denied the truth and lied
why am i the only one standing, stranded on the same ground?

because i've learned that love is a word gets thrown
a little bit too much
the best excuse to fill the infinite abyss
i never ever have to face

if all else fail, would you be there to love me?
when all else fail, would you be brave to see right through me?

WRITTEN BY RONY AT 6:13 PM | 
 
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