Forgotten
Contributed by
kismetkills
on
Saturday, 4th July 2009 @ 11:04:16 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Lost is what it is, not here, not found, gone,
All the while you sit and reflect on what was,
A blurry figure lost to the wears of time,
Whose name now bears no meaning to you,
Forgotten,
Even in a far off glimpse you’re blinded,
Like the thought of the changing seasons,
All becomes mashed into one never ending cycle,
Until it reaches a point of no importance,
Forgotten,
Day by day the lost dig ditches for their graves,
But it is you and I who cover them,
Spending not a penny for a thought,
Losing all memories along the way,
Forgotten.
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kismetkills
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2009-07-04 23:04:16] (Date/Time posted on
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