|Whisperer (standard:poetry, 110 words)|
|Author: Lord Stone||Added: Apr 28 2011||Views/Reads: 1901/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Whisperer is a poem that suddenly came to me in the middle of falling asleep, and I just had to share it with you. Enjoy.|
Whisperer. I am afraid, of she whom, looks at me, with sorrowful, eyes. She dosn't understand, and she knows not of, why. So I await my fate, and also write my, fable, I wonder what will, happen next, and so my fable will be. I fear I must explain, that of all my past, I fear that I must tell her. For I wish she wouldn't, look at me so, and wwonder is she sees, the great fear in my eyes. And so I look back, and then I look a way, if she wsaw only a, glimps into my mind, she only saw a, ghost, one that I, whisper. Tweet
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