Jordan Legaspi - A Song

I stood and watched who passes by
Bumping and hurting I don’t know why
Some time “hi” and “hello” then smile
All the passers I saw end up to sigh
Some touched each style and fashion
While others put colors and dust into it
The talisman hanging on their breast
Then few without there hold and control
Shoulder to shoulder they fall
Angels like to catch the fallen kisses
Of them who loved and hoped for lies
The whole damn lovers play on that place

Jordan Legaspi

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