Praktis lang. Haha. Super rough. Pagbigyan.

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Those Arms (Mama)
- spoken word by A.E.

There aren't any place I'd rather be
other than the place where your arms can hold me, 
and will not let me go 
the arms where I can be wrapped in again
pour my troubles
make everything feel okay
the arms that would let me stay curled
and cosied
and be home
the arms where I could fall into
like the rainfall 
over an ocean
the arms that open so wide
they engulf me
as I hear a voice
that dainty voice say 
"come, disappear here
my poor child, my precious baby"

I need those arms now, Mama
your arms now.


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Music: Cold by Jorge Méndez

Those Arms (Mama)

Admiring music the best way I know how - listening. 

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