Prelude 12/21

Why do you cast your spell of love upon me?
To see my writhe in front of you?
Dearest love, you are very fleeting



Dearest love, why do you make the pain so heavy? Yet you make the enjoyment just as fullfilling
I'd do anything to be in love always


Is it too much to ask to be your slave, dearest love?
Or is it just for the weak at heart?
Bright love, thee wears thou name etched on my love-giving heart
I praise you and show off your name steadfast as if thou was art


Dearest love, lend me thou ears to where you can hear the song of romance.

Miss Murder
April 15, 1991
Aries
Astigkadasm
ChakChakChenes
Queenbees
2-6
1-2
Maranaw
Lila
Kalalleng
Mutya
Kristal
Araw
Gladiola
K-7
Green and Brown
Vanilla
YFC
Pep Squad MCGS '05
Culture Club
Mini-Theatre
Sports Club
Tennis
Golf



Days of the Phoenix
  • Rock Ed Philippines
  • White Band
  • End Poverty-Phils
  • Teri Guanio
  • Candice Tiongson
  • Ana Palomo
  • Bea Policarpio
  • Nikki Jurado
  • Andy Rapista
  • Archie Barbasa
  • Rina Andres
  • Gianina De Leon
  • Gab Madrid




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    I can never imagine myself joining a terrorist group and being caught for being a suicide bomber. And I don’t think any kid would want that to happen.

    Until recently, I read something in Time Magazine that struck me more than ever.

    10, 12, and 15 year olds are being caught for the same reason stated above. Isn’t it ridiculous? I have never imagined, in my whole life, a kid as young as 10 years old being arrested for treason, arson, murder, conspiracy, and a load more. I kept on wondering, what had happened to this generation? Who, with a sane mind of a parent or guardian would let their kid do this pernicious act?

    Yes, I am angry. I’m angry at the government, I’m angry at the kids’ parents, and I’m angry at myself because I haven’t done anything to save these souls that are being demonized.

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    I agree at the concept of freedom of speech and freedom to defend something that you believe in.

    But what if your belief I wrong? What if what you’re fighting for isn’t worth your determination and time? What if… everything is just a joke being played on us by the world?

    We are uncertain of anything. The mere fact that we can die in a second, and resurrect in another is already a problem that burdens us, although, these complexities in life, these imperfections, are responsible for making this life, a beautiful life.

    What follows as the whitest lace of light
    just begs to be imbrued?

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