Mine. Forever Lost.
A lover lives a life forlorn:
To walk and weep where lovers mourn.
Forsaken dreamer, cast away:
Will live a life of disarray.
Courageous characters alive:
Will die too early, not survive.
The ingenuity of thought:
It passes slowly, soon forgot.
Amuse the mind at any cost:
What’s left is mine. Forever Lost.
Copyright © Gael Attal | Year Posted 2009
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