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Graveyard of the Forgotten

I sit in the graveyard of the forgotten
I feel sad and scared all of a sudden
My tears flow freely
Forgotten by the ones who love me
I sit here crying quietly
Once I die completely no one will remember me
I feel myself slipping away
Looking for a warm place to stay
It is so cold here
I wish I could pull you near
I look up at my gravestone
I see a beautiful dark angel
His eyes like ice
His lips like silk
His body still like a statue
His hair is dark as sin
He has long since been forgotten
Like I will soon be
He calls to me
I feel myself warm
His hand out to me
I touch his skin
I'm cold again
We lie together on my coffin
In The Graveyard Of The Forgotten



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