Forgotten Love

by [x].distantmemory.[x]   Dec 24, 2006


Sitting on the stairs,
As my mind turns to dust,
Holding hands they walk past,
Self absorbed in their lust.

I sit in the park,
As the kids start to play,
My mind is but a film,
As i replay my last day.

Left in the cold,
I sit here and freeze,
Broken memories,
And a plea to be free,
I cry these tears for you,
You know the ones you can't see.

A broken heart,
A gun let loose,
A tear stained cheek,
Unravel the noose.

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