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Saturday, May 05, 2007

care.

a care for the world is fragile
once it is destriyed its gone
a once in a lifetime task to love
once its done you will be satisfied

the care for family is price less
once its gone you can never attain it again
a lifetime to explore,a lifetime to feel
once its done you will die

the care for your self is respect
the love for self is a gift for the ultimate
once it gone you will faid
once youll done you will shine

WARNED YOU.;
7:16 AM



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Thursday, March 29, 2007

The trip of friendship

A greedy fat girl always at my side.
She wasted her life judging the unimaginable.
She wasted 4 years of learning.
She wasted me.

The missing performer
The dancer of my life
My life depends on you and our events.
Thank you a lot you help to be good and how to fly.

The unthinkable queer.
The animated devil of envy.
The Caesar and the right hand.
The funny yet irritating laugh of disgrace.

The beautiful 1st wife.
The beautiful and the quite.
Hope that your flower will bloom for eternity.
The vanity of the gods have reign in your presence.

The you and the flyer.
You are the truly sun goddess
A refreshing breeze from the clouds
The flyer you’re the smile that last a lifetime

WARNED YOU.;
6:44 AM



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Friday, February 23, 2007

High School song of Matthew Millora

"I Don't Want To Be"

I don't need to be anything other
Than a prosecutor's son
I don't need to be anything other
Than a nurse's son
I don't have to be anyone other
Than the birth of two souls in one
Part of where I'm going, is knowing where I'm coming from

[Chorus:]

I don't want to be
Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do
Is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to doOr who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me

I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn
Am I the only one who noticed?
I can't be the only one who's learned!

[Chorus]

Can I have everyone's attention please?
If you're not like this and that, you're gonna have to leave
I came from the mountain
The crust of creation
My whole situation-made from clay to stone
And now I'm telling everybody

[Chorus]

I don't want to be [x4]


(edited by Me and original by Gavin DeGraw)

WARNED YOU.;
8:00 AM



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Tuesday, January 30, 2007

on waiting list

for so long my heart was filled with so much hope.
for a little time i was shattered with disgrace.
a time when my heart was tranquilize by tears.
a list of names that is forever borrowed from me.

a number changed my life.
a number that teaches my to be extra ordinary.
i wait forever in a line of a dramatic cinema.
i will look at the credits with my name all over.

i will love my own story until the sons of mine lives.
i will pass the test of God, the test of patience.
for i am me , for i am the ultimate.
but i must keep standing on the ground of comicality

the chocolate stain on my face will be forever there.
the dirt of the naked heaven will forever be in my pants.
the love of the superior will keep me knock out in the ring of destiny.
cinematic drama is the game of the angel that wears his soul on his belt.

dramatic movies made me luagh , and action bacame my enemy.
posters on the wall of my cinema and they move in my command.
the list of visitors will be forever be posted.
as my name reaches the stars of my own victorious battle.

WARNED YOU.;
5:08 AM



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Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Basilio

I’m tired.
I have protected my mother.
With all my heart and soul.
They Spaniards killed her.
I cried to the end.
But as Pecson said “life must go on”.
I don’t know what to do.
They also murdered Crispin.

Huli.Did Father Camorra hurt you.
Did he touch you?
Are you suffering for me?
I will cry and die for you.
Help me to help you.

I am Basilio.
I am a lost boy.
Out of ten boys. I am the one.
I am the one who you love.
I am the one who you love to kill.
I am a church boy with the heart of overwhelming love
I am Basilio

Mother! Crispin! Mr. Simoun!
Huli! Where are you?
Where are you?

Life is like Rizal’s work
Never give up

Life is like Rizal’s work
It is heart and mind.








WARNED YOU.;
6:12 AM



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Friday, December 15, 2006

the flame.the fire.the flair

the flame of the raging attempts of the powerful
the beautiful chaotic stare of the golden hand
the marvle of the poor is the most forgetful
the universe is my limit and my infinity is my land

the black flair is the rotten desire
the ordinary become the unforgetable
the day that the good will go to the land of blue fire
and at last the impared bacame able

all the artist will go to eternity
all dwellers will go to the glittery way
the water will go to the red line of immortality
and the tired and all the restless will now lay

good bye all the lovers, farewell to all friend
say hello to the new children of arts
and now the golden wings will now be lend
lend to mindful and artistic hearts







WARNED YOU.;
5:24 AM



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Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Points

They have homicide on there heart
Mediocrity is repeating in a boy’s heart
Views of other people I never respected
I never told to close but still I humiliate them
In my messy mind
Choke me when I am dying and crawling back to
Darkness
Vanity is not pouring from heaven it is grown from hell and yet I still
I still want to master it.
They see me as a know it all guy but if you look at them they also are like that. For instance my Father and brother told me” it is better to destroy other people rather than to let them destroy you” I told them it isn’t right for the fact that you must not let them fool you and don’t fool any body else but they replied NO, they think that I am wrong and they said stop being mellow dramatic.
One of them even said I looked stupid. But I must tell him to shut up but I did not do that. One day I will write a book of my life and how to survive and still I will continue my book of life until I die.
Just now he told me this is nothing. Exactly this time, 10:04 pm; Nov 13 2006,remember I will be successful of my passion.
A woman told me money first before passion I disagree, a girl justifies bad as good from shallow reasons, and once more I disagree. When I have a Cancer (I thought it was real, I was only 11 years old back then) that is the first time I realize what love is, when all is crying just to save your life. Now a boy told me I’m a prodigy and I thank him.

The writer touches my heart and fills it with my passion
The butterfly you’re so pretty and inspire others everyday
The nurse I thank you for the compliment and continue to be yourself
The mother you show me what is life and what is love and what is life
The Med-Tech student, I love you, show me also that you love us.
The Lawyer justifies your self correctly and gives us unconditioned life
The fat girl I respected you and you must respect others to
The mascot, the strings that hold my family together thank you.

The word, The Mama, The growing, The councilor, The superwoman
The frustrated chef, The valedictorian The Barbie doll, The talented
The cause and The Effect

The Passionate and handful Architecture student

I love you all






WARNED YOU.;
5:02 AM



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ABOUT ME

i am matthew mark millora. i like to write , to talk and to know every thing about polishing and getting my dreams of becoming a successful person.what i write here is the reflection of my life being ruined by trials and fighting monstrous battle for my right and the rest of my dignity.fighting to win,fighting to strugle through life and winning every battle of my life.my teenhood is fun that is why still living strong and smiling throughout the day of every problems that god offered.guys all you can read in this blog is all my work.thank you for reading my life as a teen . hope to see you soon! : )

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