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    Born and raised in the Philippines and currently studying in France
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  1. jian_sierra

    Chapter 1

    I enjoyed writing it so I guess it's not so bad for someone who's a frustrated poet
  2. jian_sierra

    Chapter 1

    Couldn't have said it better myself. Thanks for reading!
  3. jian_sierra

    Chapter 1

    Thanks, glad you like it.
  4. jian_sierra

    Chapter 1

    Memories Of things that happened, Good or bad Or something in between... I cherish them all. Like the stories I heard when I was still little, Which I never seem to forget No matter how long ago it has been. Memories, Like that song a once famous cat sings, Although usually cats can't Just as surely as they can't talk Wield swords Or change into human form. Or is it the other way around? But those are different stories altogether. So many things that happened in the past, Things that sometimes I wish I can forget Or relive. There are memories I've shared to just a few Because they are too precious To be told more than twice, A secret of sorts. Although they're not. First crush, first kiss, first love, They are forever embedded in my mind. They are easy. Happy memories usually are. But there are those which fill you with dread Like the first time I heard my beloved cry As we lay side by side in bed With the lights off. If I can go back in time, I will not go back to right my mistakes Because life would be meaningless Without bad memories to remind me That I'm not perfect. Instead, I'll go back to my favorite moment That was when I first met my love My happiest moment. Sometimes I get sad For forgotten memories Because they cannot be enjoyed By those who need them the most. Do memories remain? Or do they simply cease to exist? Condemned to a fate worse than death, To be forgotten. Like a jigsaw puzzle Memories are the pieces That make up my life. Sometimes they don't seem to fit, But if I step back And look at the big picture That which seemed wrong Was right all along. Memories... I want to fill my life with so many of them So that when I'm grey and old I can look back And remember And everything will be fine Because I will know that I lived a full life And I will have memories to share with the one I love. In the end I'll just be a memory, A little grain of sand In the vastness of the universe. But I hope That somehow I'll be remembered As a person who loved and was loved in return And as a person who remembered.
  5. jian_sierra

    Chapter 1

    Cheers, Gary. So very glad you enjoyed the theme of my story.
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    Very well use of words and great imagery, thanks for sharing!
  7. jian_sierra

    The Scrapbook

    Cool story! Very well done. I love the whole premise of the story, especially about the part about making the most of the time that's been given to us. Thanks for sharing.
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  9. jian_sierra

    Chapter 1

    Hey Lisa, thanks for this very insightful review! I feel I should warn you that my other stories are not very good but they're here should you feel the need to read them. You've been warned though
  10. jian_sierra

    Chapter 1

    I don't know why but this story just got to me, I could feel every emotion. So thank you very much for sharing, I enjoyed reading this so much.
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