Forgotten

April 17, 2010
By Anonymous

He’s lying down,
His head in his hands.
Staring at the ceiling-
Wishing he weren’t alone

She sits
And swings in silence
Raindrops falling
Hoping no one knows

They don’t cry
They can’t
Forgot they could



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