Myra's TaleA Poem by Nic Wrytethis is a tale of one of my story's main characters written in a poem it talks about the person she lovedMyra's Tale Walking down the road to Misery... In a dark, cold winter night... With no stars in sight... She sees him… he was quite skinny… As if he hasn't ate for days… He had good looks…but a very mysterious face… He had fiery red hair and bloody red eyes… It seemed as if she had met him before… She tried to think back…But all she could remember were lies She looked to him but he soon disappeared…Into the darkness of the night Her heart went sore… She felt as if she wanted to see him once more… To hold him in her arms…But he was gone… Gone in the dark cold winter night… She shivered and held her coat tight She waited till dawn… But she never saw him again…. © 2011 Nic Wryte |
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Added on July 11, 2011 Last Updated on July 11, 2011 |

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