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Distance between distance by latinocheater, literature

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Distance between distance

The sensation of your breath, trickling along the hairs on my neck. How come we're not more than five centimeters apart yet the distance in between flows down to a far stretch, wider than the journey between stars and waves. How you lay your head on top of me and remain still and quiet. How you look upon me and wander beyond my eyes. The night and the grass have a poem to tell. A tale of how the sun and moon endure an eternity of chasing each other. I see, the distance isn't the travelled gap of your breath, but rather the world behind me, of when I turn around to walk away from this and you.

Where the tides are turning by latinocheater, literature

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Where the tides are turning

The last time we saw each other was during the Second World War. In the middle of an arms race and senseless bloodshed, the two of us watched the unfolding climax of yet another chapter in the history of man. Much has changed since the war, but the nature of humanity remained intact. "Nostalgic?" her sweet voice remained within my senses. Even with a different face with each meeting, she could never change her voice. I could always distinguish her from the millions of wandering females going on about their lives. "It's quieter these days," I looked around, seeing people pass by each other, minding their own business, completely ignorant of e

On this morning, we talk about hearts. by latinocheater, literature

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On this morning, we talk about hearts.

"Sensibility to attachments is unavoidable; once you reach for a taste, it swallows you whole, leaving scrapes, leftovers of what used to be your heart. And now, you look further for answers, in filling a void drowned by sentiments." A stranger shared his thoughts that morning. Sunlight chased shadows on dew-filled grass as the wind played its morning song in accordance with the coming sun. We sat along the sandy sidewalks of Mabalacat, Pampanga. It was a Sunday. "What to do then if such a thing is unavoidable?" I asked, in search for an answer of being lost. He stretched his arms and exhaled his deep prolonged breath, "You

Sing me to sleep. by latinocheater, literature

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Sing me to sleep.

Yet we cross once more the borders of reality in search for a meaning to wake up once more and endure the pains of what lies ahead. Sing me to sleep. And the song went on and on like a broken record, waiting for something to stop its melody and change to a new tune. The possibilities here are infinite, unlike there, where speaking out is ignored and masked. Here, I lay everything and control what's rightfully mine, my imagination, my fantasy, my dreams. So once more, sing me to sleep until I've slept over and over in a dream that leaves me covered in it unable to wake up and face tomorrow.

False Promises by latinocheater, literature

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False Promises

We depended on promises, not knowing the depth of the words underneath the bedtime cuddles, intimate goodbye kisses and well-spent hours of laughter. We were young, deluded with the future of growing up together and waking up side by side each morning. But like any other romances that bloom through the course of summer, we eventually caught on that under the promises we exchanged was the fact that one of us never meant it. As I said, we depended on promises to force our love to take flight. In the end, our hearts took off wobbling to stay put until it reached its limit and fell down into the sea of fa

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Looking Back and Forward by latinocheater, literature

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Looking Back and Forward

I. I was on my way back. The night was silent and no sound could be heard other than the monotonous tune of the mating crickets. If I remember correctly, it was right here when I confessed to her. The rain ruined my moment, but she got up to her tip-toed feet and kissed me up front. Her perfect soft lips, the aftertaste of cherry, her hand cuddling my left ear, it felt only yesterday when everything was in their right place. The trees were still the same, tall and full of leaves moving one with the direction of the wind. The lake beside the gravel road where we first held hands was also the same. Everything was at peace. I would close m

A Lie to Keep by latinocheater, literature

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A Lie to Keep

"You're lying." With a simple glance at someone's eyes, I could instantly figure out whether someone's being dishonest to me. It was a rare gift that I acquired through the process of genetics. Mom always said that it ran through our blood. At first, it was thrilling, but you'd wish to be normal instead as time goes by; because, it hurts knowing that the world around you was nothing but a big fat lie. "I'm not lying. I really am going somewhere," he said in front of me. "I wished you'd tell the truth instead," I walked away and never turned back. He was my boyfriend, and the past few days were rough. His seldom fibbing now became a freque

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Where the tides are turning by latinocheater, literature

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On this morning, we talk about hearts. by latinocheater, literature

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On this morning, we talk about hearts.

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Sing me to sleep.

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Sep 19
Philippines
Deviant for 16 years
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I'm an aspiring novelist taking up an engineering profession, and I write best during rainy afternoons.

Favourite Movies

500 Days of Summer, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Harry Potter, Inception, Memento, The Prestige, Five Centimeters Per Second, The Dark Knight

Favourite TV Shows

How I Met Your Mother

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Cure, Eraserheads, Green Day, The Killers, Foster The People, Coldplay, My Chemical Romance, Linkin Park

Favourite Books

Harry Potter, A Series of Unfortunate Events, Looking For Alaska, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Favourite Writers

J.K. Rowling, Neil Gaiman, Haruki Murakami, Rick Riordan, Lemony Snicket

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Persona Series, Kingdom Hearts Series

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PS2, Desktop

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Dec 7, 2011

Dreams and Whispers

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I'm still alive if anyone wonders, and I'm a different person than before. In a way, I've grown mature. It's been a while since I wrote here on DeviantArt. Maybe it's because I have my own blog, so having a journal here isn't necessary anymore. A lot of things are going on. I'm a college freshman right now, and I'm taking up an engineering course. Life has never been so bland. I miss High School and everything about it. I live everyday, shallow and numbed. I frequent listen to lessons, but the minute I step out of the room, everything starts to slip away. I dream a lot. And, the whispers from the past slowly lingers on my mind, causing nost

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Feb 15, 2011

Took me long enough to write a Journal Entry

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Well, almost a year has passed since I last posted a Journal entry. :D Talk about long. :)  Well, I wasn't able to update that much because of mainly school works and laziness. It's really tiring to write a journal entry when you're not in the mood. I'm not even in the mood right now. I'm just writing for people to know that I'm still alive. Despite not being active in posting Journal entries, I'm quite active this month in submitting literary works, and I'll be submitting more and more in the coming days. I have a lot of stories in my vault. Mainly due to my passion in writing and our school newspaper Literary Portfolio. So, my last post wa

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Jul 9, 2010

The First Month of my final High School Year

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This month has been utter torture :upset: ,but on the brighter side, this month has also been extremely fun and unforgettable. I've met some new classmates and new teachers. They're not so bad to be with. What I'm really happy about is being accepted in the school news paper as a writer. I'm proud because the screening for it was no joke. I had to go through a week and two days of excruciating perils. I've never imagined writing to be that hard and nerve wracking. Thanks God I passed :D The first two weeks were slow, but when the third week came, bombardments of homeworks faced us. It was really annoying, but it also served as a realization t