To whom that didn't know I'm writing her this poem
please hear this silent plea
though you are far like the evening star
your smiles still lingers in me
I find myself scowling for illusive words
that someday may capture your heart
but none could suit the perfect rhyme, cause he is there
the search was doomed from the very start
but still I'll wait, I'll wait like the waves wanting the stars
like the leaves chasing the breeze
I'll wait, I'll wait like these wounds wanting to be scars
I shall wait for you, until i hear you say
'Ang korni naman' and see you smile to how really corny this poem is.
trip trip na kakornihan.yey
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