this a book that has a collection of 4 stories. the stories talk about different topics. I felt heartache, love, and even lost when I wrote these poems. 
I choose a butterfly as the book cover because they evolve; first they were caterpillars and they transformed and changed  into something so beautiful.

Some poems telling a brief story about murders and kidnappings. (this is one of the poems taken from Quotation Marks, to see more poetry so you can read this story).

It was already the afternoon and Angeal, Arlo, Arvid, Frey, and Dharvey were already having their classes. Usually in the afternoon, each of them would be having their major classes of their degree so they don't usually meet each other unless they plan to go home together.
Angeal was in her Stylistics class, listening to Professor Leon. He was already telling the class what tasks they would be doing for the week, already giving them what they would have to do today.
It was also known to the class that Professor Leon is Angeal's father. When they knew about it through rumors that spread ironically from the faculty room, the people who knew were surprised and now understood why their resemblance is uncanny.
Angeal looked like the female version of Professor Leon. Other than that, they both share the same interest in writing—the difference is that Professor Leon lived to teach how to write, and Angeal learned to make stories.
"Now," Professor Leon said as he wrote two titles of a poems on the board, the eyes of the students focused on it. "We would be doing The Passionate Shepherd and The Nymph's Reply."
When the students read the two titles on the board, most of them weren't familiar of the titles. They stared at Professor Leon expectantly, waiting for him to explain further what they are about to do for today's class.
Since this is Stylistics class, the students already expected what they were about to do.
Stylistics is a branch of applied linguistics concerned with the study of style in texts, especially, but not exclusively, in literary works.
Also called literary linguistics, stylistics focuses on figures, tropes, and other rhetorical devices used to provide variety and a distinctness to someone's writing.
If not a short story or a novel to study, sometimes, poems can be used for literary studies in Stylistics.
"We will be studying two poems today namely, 'The Passionate Shepherd To His Love' by Christopher Marlowe, and "The Nymph's Reply To The Shepherd' by Sir Walter Raleigh. For further information, Christopher made his poem in the year 1599, and Walter's, in the year 1600."
As everyone was about to reach out to their phones for them to do a research, Professor Leon called out their attention by clapping his hands thrice, surprising most of his students to stop them from using their smartphones.
"Hey, if you search everything on the net, what will you learn?" he reprimanded, everyone's eyes on him as he leaned on his desk, continuing to speak. "You are to study two poems, correct? We have discussed about ways on how to study poems the other day, now I want you to do just that."
With what Professor Leon had instructed, everyone got their notebook instead, getting a piece of paper at the same time to jot down what they have observed from the two poems.
"Since you are given two poems, you are going to do comparing and contrasting. Once you start, you would find it interesting—the connection of the two poems," he said further as he flashed on the white board the two poems, beside each other.
The moment the two poems flashed before the students, most of them smiled, seeing how each stanza of the different poems came out to be replying to each other.
"Now with what I told you, you are given the whole period to do your study about the poems. Five minutes before the bell rings, submit your papers then you are free to go."
With the instructions now finalized, everyone went silent as they read the poem, the students already making notes before doing an in-depth analysis of each.
Angeal, however, read each poem at the same time, reading one stanza for the other, and another stanza for the second. In this way, she would see how the two poems were connected.
***
THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD TO HIS LOVE
First:
Come live with me and be my Love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dale and field,
And all the craggy mountains yield,
THE NYMPH'S REPLY TO THE SHEPHERD
First:
If all the world and love were young,
And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee and be thy love.
***
From the first stanzas of the two poems, Angeal wrote on her notes the two characters namely the shepherd and the nymph. Since the poem was made in 1599, obviously, the poem by Sir Walter Raleigh was made to reply to the poem Christopher Marlowe had done.
***
THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD TO HIS LOVE
Second:
There will we sit upon the rocks
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
THE NYMPH'S REPLY TO THE SHEPHERD
Second:
Time drives the flocks from field to fold.
When rivers rage and rocks grow cold;
And Philomel becometh dumb;
The rest complain of cares to come.
***
From what Angeal has read from the first poem, she deduced that it was a pastoral lyric—a poetry that expresses emotions in an idyllic setting. It is associated with Shepherds writing music to their flocks. The tradition goes back to David in the bible and Hesiod, the Greek poet.
As for the Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd, Angeal has yet to read more in order for her to deduce what else she would find out.
"Hmm…" 
Angeal tapped the tip of her pen on the table as she blankly stared at the poem by Sir Walter Raleigh, mumbling to herself at the same time. 
"This is more than just a reply."
"That's right."
When Professor Leon spoke, Angeal was startled for a bit as she did not notice that the professor was actually behind her, getting everyone's attention as each student looked at their instructor.
"The poem by Sir Walter Raleigh is more than just a reply to the shepherd. Look closely—read between the lines. Look at its theme—look at the words used. Do not only skim above the surface."
With his reminder said, he continued walking about in the room, the students continuing their task at hand. 
Angeal then continued reading the following stanzas of the poems, in hopes that she would understand what she was missing.


"Devin, do you love me?"

Hearing her question that had snapped him out of his thoughts, the Soul Eater opened his eyes slowly to meet her blue eyes once more. He smiled foolishly as his right hand reached out to her face, his thumb caressing her bottom lip.

"Is that a question you dare ask your husband?"

Angeal pouted like a child. 

"Tell me you love me... or I’ll cry."

Devin chuckled, making Angeal pout more as she narrowed her eyes at him. When Devin ceased his jovial laughter, he didn’t answer her question. Instead, he bent down as he pulled her closer to him, his lips smoothly landing on hers to give her a loving kiss. 

’I love you, Angeal. Before I even knew it, my heart yearned for you.’

~

Punished by the Almighty Seraphim, Devin was branded a fallen angel and was given a curse to become a Soul Eater—a being who is hungry for souls and feeds on them for sustenance.

Devin was bound on earth, looking for clues on how to cure his irrevocable curse until a desperate old man saw the Soul Eater and begged him to save his newborn granddaughter’s life.

However... it comes with the price of selling both of their souls. 

With the old man giving both of their lives to the Soul Eater, what path lies ahead for Angeal as she grows in a house full of magical immortals?

~

The Almighty Seraphim sighed, shaking herself from her thoughts. She then spoke, planting more curiosity in the mind of the Dominion who was watching over the Soul Eater. 

"Continue watching over them. She is his cure, but it will lead her to oblivion.”

~

With the Soul Eater cursed and with them eventually knowing that the sweet innocent girl he saved is the cure, will their relationship be a boon or a bane?

Will they perhaps have sweet love, forbidden love... or maybe even both?

With the given thoughts at hand, will fate bless their lives... or curse them even more?

Let us know the answers to these questions as we unravel the story of Angeal being the Soul Eater’s Possession.

~

[WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.]

[FYI: This book is also a SLOW BURN romance. If you don’t appreciate slow burns, feel free to take a chance on this book if you want to. *wink*]

Volume 1: Nunc Domum
When the Soul Eater, Devin, and his personal servant, Ivar, found no clues about the curse, they finally went home after 18 years. However, when the two arrived in the mansion, Devin's curse suddenly went amok when he met the human girl, Angeal. What could be the girl's involvement in his curse?

Volume 2: Est Ignotum
As the immortals and the mortals spent their days with each other, they are more confused than ever with not only with the feelings they have for a certain person, but also with their background, with their loyalty, and with what lies ahead. To them, there are a lot of things that are unknown...

Volume 3: Actio Culmen Cadentia
The peak of their lives had finally arrived as secrets and revelations, stirring their judgments and what they believe in. As they all go on with their lives, what will they decide for others, and of course, for themselves?

Volume 4: Et Requiem
With all the events that had transpired, each one of them had started to question one's judgment and decisions. Now that these actions had been falling, what will Devin, Angeal, and everyone do to face what's ahead of them?

Volume 5: Insidiamini Torquet
Everyone's lives are now practically caught in series of unexpected twists and turns. As they are to face the challenges that are thrown at them, what would everyone do as everyone is in it for a shocking revelation about their fate? Will they fight for friendship, freedom, or for love?

~

Update Schedule:
Every first day of the month, story ends on December 2021.

Cover commissioned to: Chainslock

Entry for Webnovel Spirity Awards Spring 2020

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I didn't expect my poems to get such a high number of views.So thank to everyone who read my book and gave their love.
I started writing this book of poems one year ago but I was scared no one would like them so I did not do anything with them. When My friends told me they loved my poems it gave me confidence. I started writing book on how I felt everyday but then I decided to write poems on how others would feel. So I would put my mindset on how others would feel and the different emotions crossing their minds.
It could be losing a loved one or dealing with the current pandemic. It could be just the weather, holiday or depression.
It was rather easy to write poems on other felt because I would sometimes feel this emotion or see others feeling different emotions everyday so I would sorta study them and write a poem. I would ask a person about their day and write a poem based on the feelings I am getting from their story.
My family would sometimes say that I can take any story and literally make a poem that perfectly fits how they are feeling that day. 

Listening to songs also helped when I am writing my poems. The type of music I listen to affects the way my poems come out as well. If it was a sad song then the poem would come out sad like. If it happy music then it would be a poem based on happy emotions. If it was a poem about young love or unrequited love then that would be what my poem would be about. Everything and everyone around me has influenced how my poems have come to be.

Another way I write my poems as well, is when I watch TV series, k-dramas, c-dramas, j-dramas and movies. These let me get into the characters emotions and I write out their story into a poem. 

Once again, thank you so  much for giving me your love and support for my poem book and I hope you continue to read my book, as well as my other books. 
Thank you guys and also stay safe. With the many things we are going through hope you guys stay strong and stay safe.

Just wanted to share some of the poems I was writing. Hope y'all like them.

So.... I found out you can make a grilled cheese sandwich with mayonnaise. 

 My back is all sunburned from pulling grass and stuff. Like my left shoulder and right shoulder blade sting. It's not to bad though. I remember this one time I had severe sun burn. Like my skin was peeling off and It hurt whenever my skin came in contact with something. 



Anyways, I've been trying to think of ways to make my relationship better. I just realized that saying "I love you" everyday doesn't  mean much. I really I want to get something for her, but she doesn't want anything. I also know that material things are not really great at expressing your feelings. So I thought " I can do or make something for her."

 Though, what could I do? I mean I have a few things I am good at. Maybe I can write how I feel then give it to her. Not a love letter, but just expressing what I think, feel, believe, and value. I could also write a poem. Maybe a few poems? A book of poems? That actually sounds pretty good. I already have a few love poems written with her as my inspiration. I could just write all that down and make her read it. Then keep adding poems to it over time. Though, I don't know if I should post it online. I mean, what if someone else steals my work? Then again, poetry is art and art has to be appreciated. There is no way anyone will appreciate art if it's locked away. 



So yeah. Maybe I should start posting up my poetry. Would any of you read it? Does anyone even read this? Currently my journal says over 3 thousand views, but do you guys really read this journal? Or do you just skim over it? Do you just get bored and forget? Then go on to delete my journal from your library? Anyways, I just want to see if I have actual readers. So if you've really read this. Could you make a comment?


I Just want to see if there is anyone who actually reads my bull shit.



Sincerely: Calamity

My Journal of thoughts and poems
I have lots of things on my mind
I'll write when I have something to enter in this Journal

Joshua Arc. Written at the back of the Gold-lined envelope. 

Hmm. Tempting, I would love to read what was written inside. Maybe this would give me answers as to why he ran away. 

I opened the envelop and it read: 

My love, 

So he did love me. I thought it was only a one sided one. 

My Love, 

This letter I present to you as a median to apologize for being away without informing you. I was off to settle something, family business. I didn't bother to tell Jeric because It was really urgent. I am writing letters because I how much you hate to receive an email. Meet me at our place tomorrow. 

P.S. I did not throw your poems. 

Much Love and Anticipation, 
Joshua 


Daybreak. The place I introduced to him, it's a café not far from the publishing house. We used to get coffee there, and eat cake. I felt comforted knowing he did not throw my poems, then how did he know my poems were thrown away? 

Meow. 

Correct Tabby, Jeric Thalaine threw my poems away.

One day, during one of their reading sessions, she glanced up from the pages to look at him. He was actually a very handsome young man with a slender build. His brown hair casually swept over his forehead and very strong brows framed his eyes. He had a high nose bridge that further accentuated his overall handsomeness.
"Why did you stop? The next word is very easy. Don't tell me you haven't learned anything from reading every day?" he teased her. The girl's cheeks turned into a light shade of pink and resumed her reading. She couldn't believe she was openly staring at him. Just because he was blind didn't give her the right to be rude. 
One week had already passed by in the blink of an eye. She had finished the last poem for the day and had closed the book. She looked at the book for a moment before deciding to ask a question which she had on her mind ever since starting to read this book, "I don't really understand these poems. They're so vague. One poem would be talking about flowers budding and the next would be talking about a street market. How is this your favorite book?"
He took some time to think about her question before deciding on an answer. "These poems are easy for me to relate with. You're still too young to understand."
The girl's cheek puffed out in defiance. If she was only a few years older he wouldn't treat her like such a child. 
When she returned back to her parent's book store, her parents had just placed out a familiar book on the shelves. She recognized it as the book of poems that she was reading to the young man. She quickly ran up to her mother, pointed towards the book and asked, "Mother, what is this book about?"
Her mother took the book off the shelf and took a look at the cover before replying.
"This is one of my favorites. It's a book of poems about a man's life. The poems go in order from childhood to adulthood as he recounts his memories. The poems may seem random at first, but as you reach towards the end, you begin to realize that each poem was a memory he shared with someone special, probably the one he loved. It's too bad it seems he didn't end up with his loved one."
She placed the book back on the shelf and continued her work. The girl walked away with a million thoughts in her head. Memories shared with someone he loved. It was probably about his childhood friend which had married the baron. She couldn't help but feel her heart squeeze in anguish for him.
The next couple of days as she read the poems to him, she kept in mind what her mother had told her. With finally being able to understand the poems a little bit, she began to piece together the memories in which the poems held. 
The snow melted slowly // Giving way for the missed greenery // Flowers will begin to emerge // Farmers will begin to plant // Forgetting about the cold // It's a new beginning 
This was probably when they first met.
Stones laid across the lake side // Peacefulness was the feeling // Tranquility was the sensation // A stone was thrown on the lake // Causing ripples upon surface // But despite the ripples // Peacefulness and tranquility remained
This was probably when he first realized he loved her.
Water pours over the flour // Mixed until ready to bake // The heat warms the mixture to perfection // A bite is taken from the final product // Realization comes to pass // As if water was what the flour needed all along
This was probably when she realized she loved him too.
The market sounds echo through the air // Kids are seen running around // Adults are seen shopping and bargaining // Happy faces line the streets // Time passes by // The streets slowly empty // Leaving no remaining people // In the end // A street is just a street // You are just you // I am just me // It is not a guarantee that we would meet on this street
And this was probably when she left him.

Scroll was once mentioned to have gained her ability because she always sought knowledge by reading. But what if there was also something else that could have influenced her abilities?
This is a short fan fiction of a short piece of Scroll's past when she was young and had met a man who had also loved books.

Maybe it was the cheerful atmosphere in the air, or maybe it was all the chaos drink that she had consumed throughout the night, but something inside of Scroll made her want to speak up and tell a story. 
“I’ll go next,’ Scroll spoke up after the previous story. Everyone looked at Scroll expectantly. Out of everyone here, Scroll should have the most memory to remember all her encounters and all the things she has read. Surely her story would be everything but boring.
And slowly, Scroll began to recite her story.

In participation of the RTW fan fiction contest. I was one of those kids that received participation awards because I didn't excel in anything.

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Acknowledgements:






I dedicate this book to my family, relatives and friends who have been an inspiration in my life to continue with my work, in particular my husband Brayan, my children, Gavin and Glen.

I am indebted to my readers, because of whom I derive my inspiration to keep writing.

There are women who continue to inspire me in my life and this book is dedicated to them.

In this book, tributes have been written to the following ten women who made an impact in society: Mary Shelley, Catherine the Great, Vera Atkins, Cleopatra, Elizabeth Fry, Mary Anning, Joan of Arc, Isabella of Castile, Catherine of Siena and Wangari Maathai



















Selected comments for other books:


"Hello DSPais, thank you for this nice short sensible book. I bought your kindle for 99 cents and have already read it in ten minutes! I really like your approach of creative visualization. I weighed 91 kg and reduced to 72 kg but have increased back to 78 kg now, so am interested in ways to reinforce good diet and practice psychology of weight loss, especially just reducing amount of food. I will try your recipe of apple cider vinegar before meals. Reading your short book has helped me to focus my mind on good habits."
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"An ideal book for any normal person, who wants to lose weight. Steps mentioned can be followed by any one, who has the desire to lose weight. Overall a good one."
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"Read Matters of the Heart today. Beautifully written."
Book: Matters Of The Heart.

"Reading the Repeated Failures Book. Found a few good points".
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"I read your book; it is nice in the way people can relate to as people face the same issues in their everyday life"
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"I read your book on how to lose weight…..so nicely written. All your steps are very easy and normal to follow."
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"It's really great that you did this… both the weight loss and the book. Very admirable."
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"For a nice experience, turn to Beauty of the Night Surrounds Me, where we find this: "When the Sun has worn her evening gown; /The wind is gushing her wings /and around me, the lark sings. I should also mention Journey of an Individual, which is about meeting after a long-distance relationship.  Pais is from a culture different from mine, and this poem gives an insight into another world view – which, like yours and mine, includes love and hope."
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"Ten poems is a small taste of a promising writer. I will content myself with a couple of comments. The opening poem, An Odd Encounter with Fate, is a narrative of how a relationship that seems a total non-starter can later catch up with both individuals. For a tough poem, turn to Infidelity. Here Pais begins to reach into your gut. Finally, Season of Love is a nice and gentle romantic poem. I should mention that Pais generally rhymes, exactly or closely. For those who prefer careful stanzas, that is a plus you will get from this book."
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"Now, let's go into what I enjoyed about "Poems." This short collection did what many others have not, and what many short stories try to do but aren't able to do; it made me feel. These poems individually but collectively made me feel so much. If you have ever felt love and know the joy and pains of what it is to love someone, then the first one is touching. I do not think D.S wrote either poem one or poem four for that matter, about the type of people I lost that I loved and that this poem reminded me of. I think hers was intended more romantic and less the love I had for the family members I miss. But there is this line at the end that touched my soul near the end and reminded me immediately of the pain of the loss of love that I still shoulder. With everything taken into consideration with my math, I'm Scoring "Poems" with a score of 92/100. That is a five-star review on Goodreads and Amazon."
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This novella is quick, sweet romance. Kate was with her boyfriend for two years in a dead end relationship. A chance sighting at a job interview places Kate at her dream job and in the presence of her future. She meets Ernst who is seemingly living a double life. Fate draws them together for a HEA. The story was told from a third party point of view. It was very descriptive and the plot was clear and easy to follow. While you knew the plot and where it was going, at times the wording was very stilted, which could lead to some confusion when reading. This also made it difficult for me to connect with the characters and truly invest in the story.
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Contents








• A Dream Writer
• The Star of the North
• Lady Spy
• I will not be led in a triumph
• Angel of Prisons
• She sells seashells
• The maid of Orleans
• The Queen of Castile
• Doctor of the Church
• The Nobel Peace Prize Environmentalist












A Dream Writer

(In praise of Mary Shelley)





She had a thirst for knowledge and a mind that persevered
A prompt from Byron to write a ghost story, she considered
Morning after morning when all she replied with a negative
It was from one of her wakeful nights, a story she would give

She saw her ghost fable in front of her eyes, with signs of life
She was frightened and spent the night in uneasy wakerife
She began writing her dream and it became "Frankenstein"
She realised that she had stepped out from childhood wherein


When two of her children met with unexpected death
She turned to writing, weeping and holding her breath
She channelled her thoughts on her political freedom
She came up with novels and plays in creative wisdom

She financially aided the women whom society disapproved
It was not in boast, but simple justice that she was moved
She was a political radical throughout her life with empathy
She reformed the society through cooperation and sympathy














The Star of the North

(In praise of Catherine the Great)





Her coronation was one of the main treasures along with cadastres
The Russian Empire extended a little over 2 million square kilometres
Russia emerged as the dominant leader, defeating mighty powers
The Glory of Catherine amidst victories ushered in like thundershowers

She was the pioneer for Russia as an international mediator in disputes
League of Armed Neutrality was one of her key mediation attributes
Industries rose in textiles and ironworks with serfs during her reign
Russian economy, modernized by Volga Germans who were foreign

For funding military needs Government paper money was issued
Assignation Bank and its bank branches were thus pursued
In arts, literature and education, she had earned a reputation
Contributed to comedies, memoirs, encyclopaedia's proliferation

Leading economists became members of Free Economic Society
She recruited scientists to the Russian capital for scientific satiety
In her Nakaz, she issued codes to address modernisation trends
"The Star of the North" in 500 districts and 50 provinces she propends

She was a great patron of Russian opera, culture and arts
With head held high and regal costume, she won over hearts
She conferred "Charter of the Towns" and "Charter to the Nobility"
Her legal innovations bolted Russia to the phase of hypnotisability



Catherine the Great became Russia's longest ruling female leader
She was influenced by modernism and was a conceptualizer
The Catherinian Era was famed the Golden Age of Russia
The enlightened queen revitalised the country in nostalgia

















Lady Spy

(In praise of Vera Atkins)





She began her work in the French section of the SOE as a secretary
She became a de facto intelligence officer as deemed necessary
She recruited and deployed British agents in occupied France
She awaited decoded transmissions sent by them furtherance

Known for her steel-trap intelligence and fierce loyalty absolute
She stood on the runway to watch each take off in a parachute
While Hitler was unaware of Atkin's street smart brilliance
The F Section was equivalent to fifteen division's endurance

She was ardent in the search for F Section's 118 missing agents
Ensured that they were widely recognized for their achievements
In the world of spies, the tight-lipped, outspoken lady was the boss
The Knight of the Legion of Honour was grieved with tremendous loss

In this book, tributes have been written to the following ten women who made an impact in society: Mary Shelley, Catherine the Great, Vera Atkins, Cleopatra, Elizabeth Fry, Mary Anning, Joan of Arc, Isabella of Castile, Catherine of Siena and Wangari Maathai

A/N: To some readers who doesn't read my A/T's every after the chaps, I'll tell and say it to you, ALL THE POEMS YOU'VE READ SINCE CHAPTER 1 (START) UP UNTIL YOUR CURRENT CONTINUOUS CHAPTER READING WERE ALL COMPOSED BY MY BRAIN AND TYPED BY MY FINGERS. THESE POEMS WERE 'DARK-THEMED POEMS'. Those who critic this book because it's full "Nega's", it is Okay I appreciate your time to read my story/poem. Some of the poems here were related to me (the author's life) some were just influence by surroundings. 

Salamat dahil tayo'y naging magkaklase,
Salamat dahil nagkakilala tayo ng di inaasahan,
Salamat dahil binigyan mo ako ng papel at panulat sa umpisa ng klase,
Salamat dahil nalusutan ko ang parusa ng kahihiyan.

Salamat nang may nalaman akong parehas pala tayo ng interes,
Salamat nang nauunawaan mo halos lahat ng aking sinasabi,
Salamat nang binigyan mo ako ng panahon sa luha kong dumadalisdis,
Salamat nang nandyan ka palagi sa aking tabi.

Salamat sa'yo pina-init mo ang malamig kong puso,
Salamat sa'yo naramdaman ko muli ang pulso ng pag-ibig,
Salamat sa'yo binibigyan mo ng kulay ang abo't itim kong mundo,
Salamat sa'yo kinakaya kong magpakatatag at suklian ang iyong pag-ibig.

Salamat at tayo'y matagumpay na nakapagtapos,
Salamat at tayo'y matatag pa rin sa kabila ng ating dinarama,
Salamat at tayo'y maayos pa sa problemang padalus-dalos at selos,
Salamat at tayo'y masaya sa kabila ng ating ipinagbabawal na pagsasama.

Salamat dahil tayo'y malaya na,
Salamat sa'yo wala ng kumekwestiyon sa'ting dalawa,
Salamat nang pinapa-alala mo sa'king pakatatag ka,
Salamat at tayo'y matiwasay na nagsasama.

Salamat noong halos di ko na kinaya ang sakit,
Salamat noong halos di ka na makatulog sa pag-aalaga mo sa'kin,
Salamat noong di mo pinapakitang ika'y nahihirapan,
Salamat noong di masabing 'Tama na'.

Salamat di dahil masaya ako kundi malungkot dahil di tayo pwedeng magsama,
Salamat di dahil ayoko na kundi nahihirapan na ako sa situwasyon nating dalawa,
Salamat di dahil gusto ko ng bumigay kundi nawawalan na ako ng pag-asa,
Salamat di dahil ako'y makikipaghiwalay kundi aalis lang pansamanatala.

Salamat hanggang sa huli, ika'y nariyan,
Salamat hanggang ngayon wala ka pa ring minamahal,
Salamat hanggang sa huli ika'y di sumuko,
Salamat hanggang ngayon nasa puso mo pa rin ako.

Salamat tuwing nakikita kitang nakikipaglaro sa iba,
Salamat tuwing uwian inaantay mo ako sa punong may tabla,
Salamat tuwing inaabutan ng ulan handa kang pasilungin ako sa puso mo,
Salamat tuwing hinahapo ako ikaw ang gamot na hinahanap ko.

Salamat, magtatapos na rin ang kwento ko,
Salamat, makakalaya na ako sa matigas at selyado kong higaan,
Salamat, ako'y nasa tabi mo lang binabantayan ka hanggang sa pareho tayong matulog sa higaan,
Salamat, hahanapin kita saan mang lupalop ng unibersa, at sasabihing "Miss na kita" at "I Love You".

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