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Alden Mae Gannaban
Good things will come when it's time.
Good things will come when it's time.
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I'm Tired

Each day is a chance to live, but I can feel the pain.
I can feel storms in my body. I hate this. This is not what I want.
Bones are cracking, my back aches, breathing is difficult.

I want to end this but I just can't.
I just can't end this because I still haven't reached my dreams.
I can't give up because I love my family and friends.
What I want is to live without pain. I want to end this pain.

I'm tired.

When I wake up every morning, the pain attacks me immediately. I need rest.
I need comfort. I'm tired. 嚜
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THE GIRL WHO WILL WAIT, IS WAITING, AND HAVE WAITED.
(February 11, 2017)

A girl with everything,
Has thrill that is something,
A boy is still waiting,
To tell her what he's feeling.

A girl with sweetest smile,
Her pictures he wants to pile,
Like dream that reaches mile,
From staircase until the aisle.

A girl with lovely eyes,
That shine like crystal ice,
He shows true love, not lies,
Makes her feel the butterflies.

She starts to care, so dear,
Feeling starts to appear,
Awaited time is near,
He told her, he fought the fear.

They are now together,
He chose one that's better,
Seems like there's forever,
I'll move now cause I'm not her. 嚜
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Love is when you see his flaws and differences then love who he really is. <3

- AMMG嚜
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I am just a butterfly who loves a bird;
both have similarities and differences.

We both fly but he flies higher than me.
We both have home yet he has a safer one.
We both are beautiful but people prefer him more.
We both have life but he has a longer time.

I loved the similarities and started accepting the differences, but what hurts me the most?
He loved me and I am loving him. 嚜
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Another 2 weeks, another chance.
This wasn't my choice and will never be.
I remembered one time that I've told to myself that it will never matter, that I can live a simple life without it.
I was mistaken. It matters. It can make an impact in my life.

There is another chance, but a hopeless person remains hopeless despite having unlimited chances.

Yet, always see things in their bright side.
There will always be a reason for everything.
It may be difficult to accept the truth today, but time will come, I will smile genuinely and be proud of saying,
"I CONQUERED IT!" 嚜
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I DO NOT LIKE YOU...
I do not like you for being an eraser to my mistake.
I do not like you for being a bin to every garbage I make.
I do not like you for being a handkerchief when I shed tears.
I do not like you for being a counselor who hears.
I do not like you for being a hope when I am down.
I do not like you for being a hilarious person like a clown.
I do not like you for being a blanket that comforts me.
I do not like you for being an eye when I do not want to see.
I do not like you for being a light when I am in darkness.
I do not like you for being a sun that gives brightness.
I do not like you for being a life jacket when I am drowned.
I do not like you for being a flute that creates a sound.
I do not like you for being a voice when it is hard for me to speak.
I do not like you for being a giver of strength when I am weak.
I do not like you for being a water that quenches my thirst.
I do not like you for being too kind by putting me first.
I do not like you for being a healer of my broken heart.
I do not like you for being a piece that completes the missing part.
I do not like you for being too sensitive to an insensitive person.
I do not like you for being too nice even if I blame you for no reason.
I do not like you for being too good to me and forget about yourself.
I do not like you for being too solicitous by helping me find myself.
I do not like you for making me fall in love with you.
I do not like you because I love you and have found Jesus in you. 嚜
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HOW?

How to change the past,
And make all things last?
How to make things last...
When everything's just a lust?

How to start a new beginning,
And make a wonderful ending?
Are there still rooms for change?
Or just a box of rage?

How to make things right...
When all are gone from sight?
Is it important to fight?
If something's not worth the fright.
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WHY ARE THERE LOTS OF "WHYS"?

Why do people change, and why do they need to change?
Why can others feel, and why do others can't?
Why do people care, and why do they need to?
Why can people share, and why do others don't?
Why do people understand, and why do others can't?
Why is it difficult to understand things that are simple?
WHY? WHY? WHY? 嚜
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I DO NOT LIKE THIS FEELING

This feeling of being so in love with the person I cannot call my own.

This feeling of caring someone that I am just an anyone.

This feeling of wanting to stay with a person which concern is for everyone.

This feeling of changing my entire self just to be the one.

I wanted to be the special someone but am treated as no one. 嚜
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I cannot choose my fate - I may be in perilous condition or in a safe one. In everything, I thank God for knowing what's best for me and for others. People are destined to the life they are now in because they have to do their individual mission in life - whether a giver of problems or a receiver of lessons.

What is my mission?
To search for it is my responsibility. 嚜
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