The Forgotten

January 29, 2013
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The memories like corpses long gone
The ghosts of moments past flying away
Taken by ravens into the night
Each memory dropped into the lie of someday
There will be no headstones to mark where they lie
No feeling of peacefulness as they slowly decay
Their bones now litter the field of your mind
The forgotten happiness found death on this day

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