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Forgotten

July 6, 2011
By JeanaWilde GOLD, Kearns, Utah
JeanaWilde GOLD, Kearns, Utah
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The dark which calls to me
Beckoning
Belonging
There is no other

No hopes to believe
No dreams to compare
Just thoughts that surround
And suffocate

Just words who torture
Who hold it as if theirs
Those words that deprive its very being
That banish its existence

Cuts that go deeper
That go farther
Sleek silver movements

Unknown
Unnoticed
Stealthed in the night



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