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Why does it have to be you?

 You’re a wisp bathed with false hope; a trap that is fatal. 

Why does it have to be you?

You’re a dying star; couldn’t be saved.

You’re the definition of the impossible

Like a horizon of million stars to fall into the earth;

An anonymous human being trying to run away;

The darkness that will light the dungeon of uncertainties

You’re just a fading dream that shall die before it begins.

- Francess Bean

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WILL NEVER HAPPEN

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So I’m trying my best to become a good poet

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The world will never run out of ways to make us feel sorry for ourselves. It may constantly remind us that everyday is a challenge but hey, our story isn't over yet. We could fight back, you know? We could make it till the end without making any drastic decision that would ruin us even more. We could still make it through. All we just have to do is to trust the Lord and love ourselves even more.. PLEASE DON'T LET GO. OUR LIFE IS PRECIOUS. WE ARE LOVED AND WE WILL NEVER BE ALONE :)

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Minsan hindi ko alam kung paano ko mapapaniwala ang sarili ko sa “forever”

Madalas puro tanong lang ang meron ako

Karamihan dito ay tanong kung makakahanap ba ako nito

At sa bawat tanong sa misteryong ito, kalakip ay mga sariling sagot ko

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cosmic

i was never the soul searching kind i didn’t look for any deeper meanings or even any meaning in anything for me life was just that living a survival a thing i didn’t look for any purpose but after you damn after you it all became different cosmic grand important meaningful after you i started looking for meanings in the smallest of things after you i started soul searching a girl who didn’t even believe in souls after you i started putting the alphabet in ways i couldn’t comprehend after you i became meaningful so please let me be like this please don’t go away and make me meaningless again i’ve gotten addicted to being cosmic that i won’t be okay with just being any longer (via justscribbledwords)

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I'm warning you. You can't go near her. Don't take a single step closer to her cos you'll only see nothing but a tragedy. Yes, because she's a girl trapped into her own dungeon of bitterness. You'll see nothing but scars etched on her skin; scars that will never heal. You'll see all her pain, all her troubles, and all her miseries. All the things that broke her still lives and hunts her. So, don't go near her. Don't you dare look her into the eyes because her soul is filled with longing and pain and you'll only hurt her even more because your eyes are full of lies - Francess Bean

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Gusto kong malaman ang sagot kung bakit ikaw

Gusto kong subukang takasan itong daan kung saan ako naliligaw

Pilit hinahanap ang lagusan upang tuluyan ng bumitaw

Ayaw kong ipagpatuloy ito, hindi ako magnanakaw

May isang malinaw akong tanong kay tadhana

Sa lahat ng tao, bakit sayo pa?

Bakit sa kagaya mong malabo at tiyak, ako’y magkakasala pa

Pwede bang pigilan ‘to? Pakiusap. Huwag mo akong isalba

Hayaan mong tangayin ako ng dagat sa kailalimang madilim

Panoorin mo akong inililipad ng isang buhawing paparating

Bitawan mo ang iyong kapit habang ako’y nilalamon na ng sakit

H’wag kang magpakita ng awa dahil tanggap kong isa ka lamang patalim

- Francess Bean

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How often do we see our mistakes? How often do we feel that we’re just nothing but a waste? How often do we have to understand that this world is fcked up because of biased standard? We are all victims of these shits, we’re prisoners of our own crap, we’re all doomed because we allowed ourselves to be doomed and now, there’s no way we could escape.

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I know for sure that I am not the best among everyone but I am sure that there’s no one like me. I may be weird in my own special way, I may not be the prettiest in your own made standards, I may be clumsy which makes me unlikable; I am sure that I like who I am.

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We often feel that we are not part of this world. We always ask ourselves questions about our identity. We are always wandering individuals; trying to seek for truths about who and what we are. But at the end of the day, no matter how hard we try to look for answers, we will never change the fact that we are all born to be unique individuals. 

- Francess Bean

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The moment my head starts to spin from the unknown, I start to believe that I’m different. Girls at  my age are busy doing their make-up trying so hard to perfect their brows, paying too much attention to their daily OOTD’s, and drooling over their boyfriends as if they were their lifelines. But for someone like me who seems to be very complicated, these things are out of my league. 

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How can you handle the unseen? How can you detach yourself from the voices inside your head? How can you know that you’re not different? 

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Keeps me sane today

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aye aye

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