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Forgotten

Forgotten... Sand of time pass over me and i fade away like the season. The sand in time droped over me and then my life was over like that, forgotten. Nothing to do to come back to the top. Casted artist. I become. Forgotten music i sound. A dead lyrist i become. The sand upon my time drops so fast. I lost my value with whom i never appreciate. I neever met whome i look forward to. Like that i became forgotten. Unseen talent. Unheard song. Untuned channel. so fast i could not catch a breath. So quick, it was too fast before i knew i was left behind.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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