Your Legacy
A handful of trinkets all that remains of the life you lived. Everything you touched
cherished and did lost forever to mildew and decay. Just a tiny fragment of yesterday
they are all locked away in a back ward dungeon. Sitting here realizing the legacy you
left behind is nothing more than ashes, dust and a memory in my mind. The legacy you
left behind.
Copyright © Craig Schaber | Year Posted 2011
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