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    <title>Ako si Don Pedro</title>
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      <title>So Impossible</title>
      <link>http://donpedro.blogdrive.com/archive/51.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 07:32:16 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>here i am again..
and yet another sad entry...
i would come to think why i have earned the habit of facing the monitor teary-eyed, listening of the most emotional songs and letting my fingertips express my mind, every single time my heart is crushed...
its so amazing--- the irony of the human heart... toughest fragile thing...
easily broken... but never is...
 
 
and it started with just one song
he heard me singing by the shore...
i didnt notice him....
 
a common friend...
mindoro sling....
a kiss...
 
 
98 days... but we knew our love was impossible....
 
i was becoming... (more)</description>
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      <title>my non-existent friend</title>
      <link>http://donpedro.blogdrive.com/archive/50.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 18:29:21 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>has abandoned me...

how, i have no clue..

why, he never told me...




he never told me anything

which makes me wonder how we became friends...

we never spoke... never did...




i need him now...

more than ever... now that i have been so idle,

that i cant take control of my own mind...




i need him now...

now that schizophrenia is taking over me...

anarchy of my own body against me... how i hate this autonomy




i need him now...

where the fuckin hell is he?

could you ever speak to me?




or has my psychosis gone to its summit?

could you not judge me, instead listen?

love... (more)</description>
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      <title>and i miss it too</title>
      <link>http://donpedro.blogdrive.com/archive/49.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 00:22:29 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>  this is quite an unexpected thing to do...

      i didnt actually plan to blog this late for the new year...
   
      i've been busy i guess...
   
   
   
         there's something bothering me...
   
      &quot;roses are dead...
   i am all blue..
     because of apoxia,
      i need one breath of you...    
   
   
     ....
      uh.. what next....
   
   
         --blank---    
   
     here's another one...
   
      &quot;the curse of your memory...
      eats me...
      dark shadows of the past...    
   
     ...    
   
     uh.... im stumped...
   
   
         ---blank---
   
   
  ... (more)</description>
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      <title>say goodbye</title>
      <link>http://donpedro.blogdrive.com/archive/48.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 15:31:46 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>five months and nine days since i have last posted...

since i last wrote...

this is a year-ender... and how happy i am that this year would end.. it has been 365 cruel days to me... slight happiness has come across but this doesnt mask the wounds in my heart...

every single day of the year has made the cracks in my heart bigger... im still alive, but i barely made it...

i dont know if i should be thankful that i did, because it just gives me another chance to screw up, or maybe another chance to fix my messed up life...

i'd opt for the first...

for the first semester, i joined... (more)</description>
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      <title>Kung Wala Ka</title>
      <link>http://donpedro.blogdrive.com/archive/47.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jul 2006 20:56:05 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 &quot;natapos na ang lahat.. andito parin ako.. hetong nakatulala sa mundo.. sa mundo...&quot;
  
  
  he used to sing this to me over and over again...
  
  he made it sound like the song was written just for me...
  
  
  
  who are you singing to, right now?
  
  who do you call when your nights are cold?
  
  can she sing the way i do?
  
  can she warm you up like a bonfire lit in the middle of the night in the cold summer beach?
  
  whose finger spaces are you filling right this moment?
  
  do they fit perfectly the way i felt when you filled mine?
  
  
  
  
  &quot;i miss you&quot;
  
  who are you... (more)</description>
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      <title>Fly Away</title>
      <link>http://donpedro.blogdrive.com/archive/46.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 04:41:12 GMT</pubDate>
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oh, take me away...



away to where i could no longer be



dolorific, drowning myself in misery






if only it was that easy



to get away from it all



that is the whole mistery



why so much warmth could make someone cold






don't let the fire burn out



please, don't



more so never doubt



i'll be back for you, you know






i just need to take a break



but i'm not telling you to wait



don't dare forget me, for goodness sake



somehow im scared, i might get a tad too late






hopefully, as i... (more)</description>
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      <title>Happily Ever After</title>
      <link>http://donpedro.blogdrive.com/archive/45.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jun 2006 16:48:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
        &quot;…you can never have your soul mate for your first boyfriend…  where's the fun in that…&quot;          




fairy tales…

the whole  &quot;damsel-in-distress-rescued-by-her-knight-in-shining-armor&quot; scenario

where love's first kiss saves the day…

the only place where love at first sight is actually love

an enchanting song could make two souls collide and be kept  entwined for the rest of their lives…

          

I shouldn't have read fairy tales when I was a kid…

some say it is not advisable…

at this point I would agree…

in
our subconscious (or conscious) mind, we would have this... (more)</description>
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      <title>End of Summer</title>
      <link>http://donpedro.blogdrive.com/archive/44.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 31 May 2006 13:52:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
     &quot;To love is to  suffer.
    To avoid suffering  one must not love.
    But then one  suffers from not loving.
    Therefore, to love  is to suffer.
    Not to love is to  suffer.
    To suffer is to  suffer.
    To be happy is to  love.
    To be happy, then,  is to suffer.
    But suffering makes  one unhappy.
    Therefore, to be  unhappy one must love,
    Or love to suffer,
    Or suffer from too  much happiness.
    I hope you're  getting this down.&quot;

         - Woody Allen     



and she  bursts into tears…

she made  the scorching summer sun powerless with her tears raining... (more)</description>
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      <title>Dancing Lights</title>
      <link>http://donpedro.blogdrive.com/archive/43.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 05 May 2006 05:17:59 GMT</pubDate>
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    		walkin along the dark streets,
    lit by tiny lights hung on trees...
    this walk i would remember forever,
    when you held my hand and said, &quot;i'll leave you never&quot;..






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      <title>happy birthday dearest</title>
      <link>http://donpedro.blogdrive.com/archive/42.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 03:21:55 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>*smiling



i remember we were at this fast food chain...



our first dine out, haha...



you ripped the receipt in half so that both of us could have something to remember...



im sorry, i didnt take the other half... 



*smile fades



we had spaghetti, and you also had salad...



i was in my pedal pushers and blue shirt, you were in your uniform and your black jacket...



you made me guess when your birthday is,



may 5?



may 1?



close... its may 2



ahhh,,, *smiles



after dinner, you told me your habit everytime you eat at a fast food... (more)</description>
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