Poetry by | July 20, 2014

One last time,
Let’s buy our wings
Pretend to be angels
As feathers flutter in the air
Let’s stretch our arms
Pretend to be heroes
Our capes will dance with the wind
Let’s shine
Pretend to be falling stars
And in the last seconds
I’ll tell you
It would be the last
The last del of pain —

Ten Ilajas recently graduated from Ateneo de Davao University.

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