Lost Poem Poem by irenio irenaeus bero
Lost Poem
i float across these filthy busy streets
i go up and i go down
tramped mercilessly with no pity
i am just a paper with ink on it
they all see me as thrash
because they dont read me
so carefully i was chosen
i learn of thruth in books
but i can only find it in love and faith
i write as i feel because every moment is irreplaceble
Sunday, June 6, 2010
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