Rhenato Amayamoto

Joined October 2018

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"Taunting myself with the bitter and entirely useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot seriously become anything, that only a fool can become something.”

F. Dostoevsky

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My Sorrows
As I sit here in my sorrows, I look for the words that follow Alone and dead inside the tale of my sorrows 1 away from a death to my own Because I am so hollow
By Rhenato Amayamoto5 years ago in Poets
I Remember
I remember being 5 years old holding on to that door screaming I want to go no more! I remember drawing superheroes And you throwing them away pretending you knew nothing of where they would lay
By Rhenato Amayamoto5 years ago in Poets
The Boy Who Would Be King
The boy who would be King Born alone but a few things Left to the wolfs only his end what fate would bring shackled in a cell mind as well
By Rhenato Amayamoto5 years ago in Poets
Top Story - October 2018
Walking Away Top Story - October 2018
He called me today I had no words to say My anger still brimming from days long gone away What am I to say It's you that pushed me away
By Rhenato Amayamoto5 years ago in Poets

Rhenato Amayamoto

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My Sorrows

I Remember

The Boy Who Would Be King

Walking Away Top Story - October 2018

Stories (4/0)