Grasping the Forgotten

by Ð맆îñ¥   Dec 8, 2004


I was tidying up again
After the state he left me in.
Will I ever be the same?
Am I ever free from him?

I don’t know where he’s gone.
I don’t know if he’ll be back
I don’t know I don’t know
But I need to find out,

I want to find out.

What’s wrong with me?
Why does he leave?
Why do I hurt? Answer me this.
Is it me, is it you, is it us, is it them?
You don’t understand.
I don’t understand.

Does anyone get me?

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  • 19 years ago

    by Erica Brown©

    Very emotional! So much passion is written in this piece. Great work, I can really relate to this. =) Keep up the good work.

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