He pulled the curtains shut
------walked in circles as he went
"someone please turn the music up"
maybe I'll remember to forget.
Water howls and wind drips
such a suburban afternoon
------he can't pull back from that wish
that encapsulates this room.
lights dimmed
walls up
the cracks there from before
he hopes to find a bit of luck
who was it we used to dream for?
yet,
We do it for the weaker ones
--we do it for regret
The only thing we ask of you,
-------remember to forget.
When once life seemed so bare
still ready for it yet
He never thought it would hurt so much
or that he'd have to
-----remember to forget.
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I aboslutely love this poem; just thought I should let you know. (:
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