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  1. #451

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    sori viz

    First time we met in school introduced yourself
    Showed respect
    So i gave respect
    struggled with school
    both you me and maickey
    three dumbasses walked the same road
    But your imperfections started to show
    don't know what was it with you
    everytime you spoke
    I couldn't keep a straight face
    You were acting different
    Then they started making fun of you
    pointed out your imperfections
    Our roads went on different directions
    things just started to get worst and worst
    everyday
    You were like a sheep in a room full of wolves
    I was stupid back then and became one of those fools
    I know you didin't planned it to be this way
    But everything always happens for a reason
    and thats what, we don't have control over
    and thats what destiny is
    the pain that you kept inside was almost unbearable
    you had to quit school
    never came back
    things never made sense to me back then but
    know I look back at it
    it does now
    I was so sorry you had to witnessed it
    i could not imagine what your mom
    might have felt back then
    never heard from maickey again
    Hope we could meet again









  2. #452

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    goodbye bulhog (one eyed dog)

    Intawn kalooy sad nimo oi
    Ipriso naka sa dog pound
    Mora ka naa sa lost and found
    Sige lag kiat
    magbug no bugno
    nahug sa third floor
    buhi lang gihapon
    naligsan na kaduha
    mora rag wa
    nanong gikitkit ang portahan
    wa gyud kay nakat unan
    mamaak biyag kamot kung di tagdon
    andaman nalang tikag lungon

  3. #453

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    wrote this katung nagpa-blind kos akong ex na buang na way ayo!

    Eyes shut
    I touch you.
    A need
    Tears fall.

    Eyes shut,
    We kiss.
    You kiss,
    Not mine alone.

    Eyes shut,
    I loved.
    You loved,
    Not me alone.

    Eyes shut,
    Awakened.
    But.. You knock again.
    Blind, again.


  4. #454

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    this one is dedicated to Atoy( among panday sauna nga usa ray mata)not making this up

    Naabot ka sa balay kabaw ko wa kay trabaho
    Imong gihangyo si mama nga moipon ka namo
    una palang nakong tan aw nimo kabaw nako
    daan wa kay mabuhat na maayo
    palahubog kay kang dako sigeg panigarilyo
    grabe baya kaayo nimo pakus gan ang stereo
    morag naa ka sa inyo
    Magyaw yaw kung di kanaog sa pangpang
    gabii man sad tig ulian ang kanahan
    kabaw nakang usa ra na imo mata
    Ay pagtuga tuga
    Dagway nimo morag kwarta
    Gipalayas ka di ka mohawa
    kay mangayo kag kwarta
    May sad gani niadto kag bohol
    trabaho sa balay sa ako uncle
    human imong gisung si Tiyo Didong
    wa ka nalipong
    naa baya na airgun c tiyo didong
    maypag gipusil nalang ka
    para mawa na sa kalibutan
    ang pareho nimo
    nga way ayo




  5. #455

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    This formed in my mind during dawn.this is called wet dreams(incubus). the second one is a true story

    Who is this sultry lady sitting under the palm tree?
    She looks at me in the eye as if to say
    What are you waiting for come and get me
    Do you know the feeling when your about
    to go to the beach
    As you wait in anticipation
    And when you reach your destination
    As your feet touches the sand
    You just want to get naked
    and run directly towards that thing
    forget about the sunscreen
    I was like a hungry beast
    waiting for a feast
    I wanted to manhandle her
    rough her up a little bit
    Treat her like a hoe
    Imagine as if she was Marilyn Monroe
    and as we did our thing
    there was this downhill rush inside of me
    It started from the top then to the
    bottom
    It coursed through my veins
    then there was this sudden explosion
    Like a volcanic eruption

    I actually had a experience with a ghost or whatever you may call it.
    It happened late 2004-2005
    I went to the bathroom to go for a leak
    our bathroom is like small
    when you go for a leak
    and when you turn around the door is right there
    so I was doing my business doing my thing
    Then suddenly i felt a cold sensation in my left butt
    As if a hand was touching me
    I made sure maybe I was just imagining things
    Took a look where my hands were placed
    They were both upfront holding my shorts
    turned around nobody was there
    started to freak out
    ran like a little bitch downstairs
    and couldn't stop shaking for about 2minutes
    nanimawt gud ako balahibo

  6. #456

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    This one is for my mom
    Fix you
    I never did understand what your purpose was in this world
    All the memories that stuck to me when I was still
    a little kid
    Were your cruel words
    Back in high school you would nag me everytime
    I made a mistake
    I had too much of it i couldn't take
    Everything changed when you were diagnosed with cancer
    I know you were putting up a brave fight
    But deep inside you wanna cry
    You started to lose your hair and you felt weak
    I couldn't forget that day you called me
    to come near you
    I just ignored you
    I know i hurt you
    I wasn't really sure what to do
    I was to busy worrying about my own problems
    Things were so confusing
    I never took the time to think that
    you were fighting for your life
    With the will that was left inyo
    Now i'm making up for lost time
    Spending my time with you
    I pity you everytime you asked
    our helpers what dress looks good on you
    I didn't know why you felt insecure
    But one thing is for sure
    I will try my best to fix you




  7. #457

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    i just want to take this oppurtunity to just let things off my chest.
    Coz I felt like there were so many things left unsaid
    I take you back to 2003 the year where my life started to go into a downward spiral
    Came to school never knew nothing but went there anyway
    Back home my parents announced the news that my mom had breast cancer
    As if that was not enough back in school had my own big ass problems
    The type of problem that can be likened to an accident waiting to happen
    Not just ordinary shit this is what we call deep shit
    It was like a bomb just waiting to explode
    if there was a song to describe the last four years of my life it would be
    the song by rivermaya Umaaraw umuulan
    You know the song by incubus called drive
    well the problem is that ****ing steering wheel fell off
    so my life was like going down the drain
    and I felt like I had no control over it
    Destiny
    I felt like whenever every direction I would turn to was like
    there were demons and I couldn't breath
    If could I would have ran away from this bitch
    and never come back if I could
    Too much shit I can't handle just like craig david said I'm walking away
    But i didin't i stood my ground held on to whatever was like left
    In times of trials and tribulations I took shelter in solitude
    just like carrie underwood
    said
    Jesus take the wheel take it from my hand
    Thats when I was in touched with my inner self
    you know I felt like I needed a sign
    Just like dmx said lord give me a sign
    I thought I was just that desperate
    But I had no choice It was all I was left to do
    So whenever i went to school on my uncles car I
    would clear my mind conscentrate
    tap to my inner self
    let it control my eyes and there it is
    signs start to pop out from every direction
    You can pinpoint them coz they like stood out
    But now i can't do that anymore
    things just started to get worst and worst everyday
    The pain exceeded the limit of numbness already
    I didin't have the words to describe it
    It took four years for me to get cleansed
    Heal my wounds
    so to speak
    But i do believe that without struggle
    there can't be a new beginning
    If we look back at our past history there were
    the spanish era and the japanese era
    we had to go through that shit in
    order for us to be a better country
    A united one
    Sufferings is like a soul cleanser
    gives more meaning to your life
    If we don't go through difficult times life would be meaningless
    you know you would be lost
    To those of you that are going through a rough patch in your life
    right now i know its difficult
    But you gotta hold on
    like tupac said If we can make it through
    this night there is a brigther day
    And nelly
    Its always the darkness right before the sun rises
    You gotta stay strong and have faith in jesus
    even though i was going through that
    shit there was still a grain of like sand
    that told me things will get better someday
    I'm sorry I made this thing into my journal or something
    but I just felt like i needed an outlet for my emotions
    Share my life experience and maybe you can learn a
    thing or to from it .






  8. #458

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    Let it go b
    Can't win em all
    thats what they say
    Things will not always go your way
    But you should neverl stop trying
    Stop crying
    Wipe the tears in your eyes
    ljust give a sigh
    and move on
    Let go of the past
    plan for the future
    focus on the present
    life is a present
    you have to open it everyday
    good or bad
    you have to accept it
    Cause life is not always perfect

  9. #459

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    Underdog

    Always the underdog
    Never was the top dog
    Always had to prove myself
    Got beaten up by my brother for looking funny
    Never had a honey
    while they were playing basketball
    I was on the sideline
    mending this heart of mine
    back in school was bullied alot
    felt i had to fight back
    But ended up being scolded by the teacher
    i'm no preacher
    Always was part of the minority
    Played good basketball
    Never got into the varsity
    I got tired of this shit
    So I change my personality
    Created an alter ego of some sort
    Acted tough just to fit in the neighborhood
    never showed my weakness
    All of that backfired on me
    But i didin't lose hope
    i got nothing to lose
    Its win or lose
    I have to choose
    If i want to be the topdog
    or to stay as an underdog.






  10. #460

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    Fly

    Jesus give me some wings
    Teach me how to fly
    S-o I w-o-u-l-d-n-'t c-r-y
    I feel like I'm stuck in this hell whole
    with only my soul
    Life is so cold
    that was what i was told
    Never had the intellect
    Only spoke the dialect
    Feel like i'm bound in sufferin
    Why are they laughin?
    They say I have to be patient
    But i'm insistent
    Can't wait much longer
    Eaten up by my anger
    Can you give me a sign or something
    I need to know if you have a plan for me
    or something
    I feel like I'm ready to break free
    Cut this ****in chains off of me
    so I could fly
    to wherever I want to be.









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