Grandfather said
as if to encompass the white yard,
"This metal for builders
wheels antique fire
for old blue ladies"
He led the metal cutter,
pushed a sheet of blade-
the noise clamp our ears,
Spark.
Spark
Grandfather said
as if to encompass the white yard,
"This metal for builders
wheels antique fire
for old blue ladies"
He led the metal cutter,
pushed a sheet of blade-
the noise clamp our ears,
Spark.
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Ayan. Hehe. So this is what u mean.
Keep writing van :)
yeah rai. That would be my last poem sa ergo propter hoc. Gustong-gusto ko talaga mag write na yun ang label kaso lang wala eh... tsk. mahirap na.... :)so, ayan CUT-UPS na naman rai, nalingaw ko ana, mura ko'g bata na tigulang, dula dula sa words. hehe
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