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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Forgotten you As your mind collects the memories of yesterday Forgotten You Epiphanies tie into knotty strings of realization That very moment. . . You merely exist Back then. . .those smiles Those. . .distant laughs Some you remember by name Gone now maybe Like the exhalation of the wind Others dispersed in the world of arbitrary happening Like leaves from falling, man-made trees There is no doubt that they have Forgotten you Activate the bomb Ignite the fuse And you’re on next year’s history book Never forgotten But drained of all remaining good That smile you gave That happiness The warm embrace so long ago Salt-coated with piles of rubbish Over last remaining mental spurts of comfort Evil, evil, evil, evil, EVIL. . . Always absorbed and remembered . . .though never forgiven. . . All good and gracious sentiments Packed up in a box set nonchalantly in Downstair’s storage . . .that chair with the broken leg in the corner of the room That mangled cobweb holding a dangling, lifeless spider A drowned sailor’s hat drifting through the current of the ocean The single tear from a soldier’s vigilant, memory-stricken eye The frustrating thoughts of a mute The unchanged. . .HATED deformations Forgotten you. . . One soul brings to light weary, unthought-of happenings Wedged deep into what she can only imagine With not even a hint of understanding . . .of the pain. . . .of the bewildering distortions Of the ugly. . . One soul merely vomits sickly verse after verse As humanity embraces its downfall The poet hangs onto her unjustifiable, forgotten. . . Words
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