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Sunday, January 13, 2008


For A Project
Missing

Would it matter if I said that I am sorry?
Would you forget everything that you hold against me?
For that to happen, I'd have to be having a bad dream.

I sometimes wish that you would forget,
But then you would not remember me.
Why do I feel so much regret?

The memories we share are ours alone.
No one will take them away.
They're here to stay.

I cry and beg for your forgiveness.
But you will never hear my pleads.
You are not to blame for me this mess.

Ah, but what is this?
I am dead.
Life is not what I miss.

You can forget me now that I am gone.
Make my secret silent wish come true.
I am nothing but a pawn.
A useless but existing character.

There is something that you will remember.
A faint feeling of someone's love.
What you feel is my ember.

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