History

I would like sometimes
To just up and leave
Be gone till no one
Is out looking for me
A secret hiding place
That only I can keep
Off in the distance 
A fading memory

Holding onto the whisper 
That's never heard from again
Unfolding the map 
That leads to Neverland 
Embracing the fact
That no one knows who I am
And if there's anything left
I'll leave even that

Escape from the place
That I was last seen
Permanently erase
All thoughts of me
Change every trace of my name
You would ever care to think
Do all this and call
Myself history

liferhyme

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