The Bookseller - Part IIIA Poem by Reyes MirThe 3rd Part in The Bookseller Series By Reyes Mir
I Remember, feeling the Numbness,
The Pain, Altogether, Persuading Me, Like Satan Persuades a Saint. I Remember, Those Words, Haunting Me, Like a Ghost, Haunts Another. The Days, Were Cold, Or Were The Memories, of Those Days? I Remember, How Hopeless I Was, Leming Evil Seemed the only Way, To Live, For Even Cowards Do Survive. But, I Dont Remember, What Caused It, Only That, It was Bad, Too bad To Try To Remember It. I Remember, feeling the Numbness, The Pain, Altogether, Persuading Me, Like Satan Persuades a Saint. I am Together, Now, After Falling into pieces, And Positive, For Now I Have, A Feeling Far From What, I've Felt Before, Becoming What, I've Never Been. © 2013 Reyes MirAuthor's Note
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AuthorReyes MirSanta Prisca, Wallis And FutunaAboutCasual Writer, Author of short stories, Lyricist. Trying to convey my feelings through words. My recent work will be always better than my old ones. more..Writing
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