Pleading Prose


Do not come near o painful memory,
Lend me this day to at least be happy
Refrain from an hour from shattering my heart
That makes me weep and cry my eyes out…

I need you not so can’t you just let me forget
That past of mine, I solemnly regret
Time come forth, they say you heal wounds
Heal mine o please, leave not a scar if you could.

(C) Joan Miranda

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