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Francis Ganuelas
Poems
Feb 2010
The Reaper
At the brink of darkness, he welcomed me with open arms.
I was hesitant, i didn't want to lose it all now.
I was happy.
I was contented.
I was living my life the way i wanted to.
I was not ready to let it all go.
He was wise.
He saw through my weakness.
He wouldn't go back to the depths without his bounty.
He made me choose.
"DO YOU REALLY WANT TO LIVE?" he asked.
The answer was simple.
"AS YOU WISH. BUT I CAN'T GO BACK EMPTY HANDED."
I had nothing that he wanted.
In my silence he spoke.
"I'LL TAKE THAT INSTEAD" while pointing at my chest.
"Fine. I'll just find another one." i thought to myself.
It was radiant.
It was alive.
It was mine.
It was painful.
He ripped it out.
He left with it.
He didn't say a single word.
He let me live.
"Time to find another one" I said jokingly.
But i knew deep inside that it would be hard.
I didn't expect it to be impossible.
I felt empty.
I felt incomplete.
I felt nothing.
I felt that I've made the wrong choice.
Now i regret what have happened.
Now he would still get what he wanted.
I thought to myself, "I should've chosen this instead."
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