Forgotten SpiritA Chapter by Michael J. RichardsWhy me?
she wondered, flitting about. Why me? Why'd they forget me? Why? They left me.
Why'd they leave me? she cried, her innocent face crumpling into tears. "Ah, it seems
they did leave one. How careless of them. Those spirits aren't very aware, are
they?" "It's no
matter. This one will suffice for now." When they were
gone, all that was left of the forgotten spirit was red against the white. © 2010 Michael J. Richards |
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Added on June 13, 2010 Last Updated on June 13, 2010 AuthorMichael J. RichardsAboutI'm 17, and write poetry. Yes, I'm a guy. Yes, I write poetry. Something wrong with that? I don't like sports very much, but I do swim when I can find time. I play violin, guitar, and piano...I'.. more..Writing
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