I once was..a one before
A prior skin.. I lived
I remember dying..I...
No longer..me within
I'm not
The dying was a..flash and scream
The scream..it comes from me
I remember knowing that..
As scream became the dream
That never I've forgot
Since I was 5
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Author:
James Perrin (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 6th, 2026 23:27
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Comments2
This holds visions of a previous life and flashes of recognition. Well written
It's like the poem...it wasn't a dream...since I was 5 when I had...or experienced it...weird
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This is one heck of a poem, my friend…the sense of a former self still lingering beneath the surface is haunting in the best way. The detail of it tracing back to childhood is what really stays with me, and honestly, I think many of us carry something like that quietly. Wonderfully done, boot! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks..it's a dream I've had since I was 5 or six...
Can't remember much from that age..but never forgot that...to this day
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