Forgotten?

by Brode   May 20, 2010


A injection feels so Serene a sensation makes me live
at least it seems,
a familiar feeling, a hurtful memory forgotten...temporarily
accomplishments few, no one was ever proud, at least they weren't very loud,
disappointment is a inevitable appointment
never seek to impress, always thought of last
if at all remembered.
the forgotten don't matter,
don't forget the truth died with me,
everyone lied for me
the forgotten is a being as i am, my truth was never worth seeing

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