The Reaper Poem by Mel Odella
The Reaper
Rating: ★3.5
I want to build my own house
A house with a thousand windows and doors
So every time I feel like running away
I could blindly get through any..
Hear me, Oh.. Hear Me
This loneliness
This imprisonment
Is the betrayal of my own desire
This pretense
This unwanted quest of human perfection
Is the REAPER of my life.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
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4/23/2024 6:30:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A moving poem well written