Darling, she was a poetess.

She was a poetess and she could kill you or love you or both.

She will own your heart and she won’t, but you would love the pain. You would love every bit of it, because she was a poetess. She wielded pain and love like the two faces of the coin. Always together, never apart. Always together, close to the heart.

Most especially pain.


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Catherine is a 20-something BS Nutrition student of the University of the Philippines, but her heart screams for the art. She is a freelance creative and model, an artist and a writer, and an advocate of human rights and the environment.

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