Saturday, June 14, 2008

IntRo...

i hOpe U'Ll eNJoy reading my blog'S.
tHis My fIrSt official Blog Site..
I have a Lots of blog PoSt before..

i dO love writing anything that my mind thinkz,
specially about filipino attitudes , cultures , interest, ..

welL lEt me introduce myself

i am ericka,
3rd yr student of Tup Mnl taking up BS in Computing major in Com Sci
Live @ sucat p'que
born on 24 of sePteMber

I aM alSo a
  • mUsiC Lover
  • anime Lover
  • Online Games addictuZ (audition)
i dO Love
  • eating
  • sleeping
  • watching anime
  • listening music
  • surfing
  • reading Forums
  • blogging
  • to create and design my own website

...if u want to know about me just ask me n lng hehehehe


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pOem ColLecTiONs

Even an Angel Can Break His Promise

Angels are person sent from above.,
To come to earth to teach us love.,
They come in different forms and hues.,
They pull you up when you got no clue.,

Once in my life , i met some one.,
My very own angel, I thought He's the one.,
He came alonge when things were just wrong.,
He took my hand and pulled me along.,

He was close to perfect, just too good to be true.,
He cheers me up when I'm feeling blue.,
HE soothes my ruffled feathers when I'm mad.,
And tries to be there when things just gets bad.,

He toaught me to laugh, and smile, and cheer up.,
And help to put my bad habits to a stop.,
He mended my broken heart for me.,

He promised to stay here by my side.,
That we'll only part when HE or I died.
But then promises are not always to kept.,
He piled them high in a heap.,

Promises are made to be broken later.,
They are just made to make someone feel better.,
I just never thought Ill get this one amissed.,
That even an angel can break his promised.,

by: soulkeeper
.....wahehehe I 'd love this poem :p

Forsaken



A tingling sensation rolls off my spine.

Knowing that you no longer will be mine

Anger and guilt surround me like a cloud.

As i put on my final burial shroud."

Welcome to the abandoned land.

Come on in child take my hand.

Hell is not hot as you can see.

It's much colder than cold could ever be.

Feel the cold seeping into your bones?

Just know that we will never leave you alone."

His cracking voice binds my severed soul to this place.

Believe me you'll know the devil when you look in his face.

He'll snicker at your pathetic attempts of retribution.

Because he knows it's too late for that solution.

Now you know there is no restitution and then you'll realize you're in perfect seclusion.