Almost home, he passed kids playing and wrecking havoc in Mr. Almond Joys yard, though he didn't seem to joyed. Mrs. Hershey was already home awaiting their evening together and out on the town to Fifth Ave. place.
Ikaw sintay aking iniibig Sa bawat lambing dalang kilig Gustong umawit kahit mali ang tono Kahulugan sateng mga oo Mahal sakin ikaw ay sapat
My life began with a skeleton with a smile and bubbling eyes in my garden of dandelions.
I labour by singing light Not for ambition or bread Or the strut and trade of charms On the ivory stages, But for the common wages Of their most secret hearts.
Lungkot nalang ang nararamdaman Bahagyang babalik sa nakasanayan Mga alaala kusa na munang bibitawan Walang sinumang sisisihin sa pagbitaw mo
My neglected grave and tombstone engravings only know life in the forms of moss and vines, insects with more fleeting lifespans than mine was.
I don't need a philosopher's mind, I always wish that part of me had already died. The charm that captures the most attention, Farthest from mine, by deficit of a million.
Sa bawat ngiti Kasabay nito'y pighati Sa bawat tawanan at kulitan Kasabay nito'y luha sa pusong nagluluksa
Crossing Over Running downhill, on and on, the orange sun bearing down on me.
Sabihin mo sa akin ang katotohanan? Bakit mo sya nagustuhan? Matagal na ba kayong nagmamahalan? Kailan mo pa‘to sinimulan?
Together the king and his court members ruled Sableia with horrors spreading terrors beyond the high seven seas of sins.
Before sunup he would crawl back under my bed, But before he disappears he would whisper to me, "I am just the demon inside your head."