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Forget Me Not
Condescension
Where do the actions lie
I am telling you I do not
I am here for the thing that is forgotten by all
I want you to know I am simple and whole
I am true to you
I am fooling you
I am simple and a man like a dimple on your face I am stifled
Reaction to the actionless lifeless voidless countless empty wholes in my heart
I am
A simpleton
Yet a man
How dare they make fun of the way things are in the world
when THEY are the reason things ARE in this world
I can't believe it; it makes me question
reaction of actionless passion so fast and desperate
I am quite finished
finished with respect
I am toyed with played upon and preyed upon
I am lifeless
My heart is broken
I am forever unspoken
How can you believe in something so meek
I live in your dreams
I fill you with desire
despondent I am sometimes
I am sometimes content
I think of the things you've said
I think of the things I've done
then I look at the world...and I want to run
How can it be that there are so many free men
Yet bound by chains
They think themselves not lame
I think they are so faulty
broken likely
Like a sand dune they are empty inside
Fire holds nothing to hide
I escape with out an action word
Sand...so plain I can hold
Falls through my fingers
I can't stand to linger
I know you
I can sense you are wanting
I can't leave you today
I believe it is flaunting
my heart that is
Is it not visible
In a simple verse
so deceived by God
I am credible
Like a small child
I am simple and open
Why are we here
Why are we spoken for
Where do we go to
Now that we have cried out rivers of blood
I am yours, take me, or have you forgot.
Copyright ©
Andrey Peysin
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