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backwardness, as always, never ending! everybody knows
words are never
.
red thomas maulion 100x
all hail
so oriental
gotcha....!
Towards or Within The Time..
addict
.
Never..
.
Self Reflection to my self
Pain is what it is
Key from my very heart
.Affidavit of you
mutual end this is something
over dozed . . system closed
Local flavor of Subjunctive mood
My friend Dana
eyes on the spherical stone.
Your's and mine
My Sweet Maiden here I am!
Dana is absolutely right
List in my index
sweet death is the most silly thing I've ever heard
spiral ???
ok Thanx, anyway!
Attraction/Interaction
Look Into my eyes, that's how I feel for you
memories of life, [Coffee]
great poem as of an excellent expression
Thanks
senseless
is it really a child? Who wrote this thing?
typo correction
Who ever you are Mr. Bourget
i'll put some spices and everything nice!
P.s
ion amariutei
Thoughts on the other ways
(A+)
Welcome Back Raj
Nice one you got here!
Complex is ...
Unconditional love by God
to make my elaboration short
Meditating to surpassed the night
The frigid feeling
Fiction is Fiction and i know it!
....
I've learned a lesson ( Fair Trade? )
The oblivion from infinity and beyond
Exquisite Connection *Epitome*
Question (???)
when, where and how.
untamed words coming out of ones lips
Nothing..
these are just my opinion, at least!
.
The picture I've been longing to see is now here!
Scythe in chain of words
What truly makes love?
This one really drags me towards the real world
The next day is the day were I will embrace my destiny.
we are for what we write, as we are for who we are!
.
We must break through their lines, in order to, or we just have to.
For the sake of the dead, please, for I have lost my hope. I beg you all, bring
OffTOPIC contrary on the other hand
what you see is not what you get
Obvious by dan stancu
perfectly for you!
Gracias Dana
P.S
My last comment here also
hey guys!
Pasensya na po..!
sorry for the wrong use of word
Dana and andrada
coldness pressence in cemetery
Meggane
.
To Andrada and Dana Muºat
Got it Sis
Even text......Just normal
Answer to Ms. Luminita
The true *Prism in the Middle*
.....................
something is missing
My favorite
Well I guess I deserve it!
What have i done?
When things turns out to be images.
*Beautiful*
sometimes we just have to!
Hmmp..
correcting my single typo
It means that we are alive and kicking living in the world of circle
Conceptual images
I really liked it!
hmmm.. what is this thing
hey....Akira
Nice to see you again!
Gracias.!!
..
Welcome in English site!
Fire, Infernal burn.
Sms.... (Short Messages)
My Own sphere of pretty things
Writing poetry.
Under the Chasm
Don't hide under the cusion
.
Intense Composition
Awesome
Continuation of anxiety
Ohh.. c'mon
Damn..
Simply Amazing..
A Poet
.
Gracias..!!
Amazing... The End?
.
.........
Haiku! (Yawn)
Be careful
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Biography Joshua Vasquez Butawan
Mi nombre es Joshua Vasquez Butawan...
Yo soy un latino asiatico
a.k.a *scythe*
I was born on July 13, 1988 in the city of Cavite.
I am a graduate of Associate Health and Science Education in [University of Perpetual Help System Dalta] and Hotel and Restaurant Management in [International School of Hotel and Restaurant Management System]
I'm Current working in Blue Cross Blue Shield of Florida (Health Insurance Company)
* I simply love music and simply will be dead without it
* I Can't also live without my PSP, basically it's the lifeblood of my sanity.....lol
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