By DAISIE VERGARA | Published: May 5, 2013
Rain, rain please come again
Flow over this face of a sinner...
Why I have to wait so long
with your drops on my face
where they belong?
My heart is aching
My knees are weak
but your drip is my decent veil.
They got my home
my family, my friends
and just leave me all alone.
I have nothing left
but a naked body
and dirty feet.
Who shall remain noble
after robbing all I have,
even a bit of my weary soul?
By DAISIE VERGARA
Published: May 5, 2013
This is for a friend... A time to heal his wounds of the past.
By DAISIE VERGARA
Published: May 5, 2013
Spirits are the different emotions of a person.
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