BINABASA MO ANG

Poetry

At sa tulang ito ko ibinuhos ang pusong gustong umiyak, magpaka saya, mag liwaliw at magpahinga.

This

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ni abieyy_geng

ni abieyy_geng

When did we change,
From throwing paper planes,
And driving wooden trains,
To this.

And when we grow,
From angels in the snow,
Lots of things we didn't know,
To this.

Can you put your finger on the day,
When we never again play,
Our childhood wasted away,
To this.

And when did we get taller,
Our dreams get smaller,
So now the only thing that's left in life,
Is this.