8:50 a.m. -- forget me not-
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forget me not- i woke up one morning and felt the dampness near my eyes there was a feeling of confusion and no doubt came the lingering surprise you no longer had a body and your soul had flown away to a place that we'll all run to far away from this decay in between the bitter sorrow and swimming in the rain the feeling of distortion was merely a cry of pain to realize in the end i woke up with a single thought the dampness was not for the bad dream but because the declaration of my love was the one thing i forgot. Samanthabook funny faces the corridor of poetry bookshelf stories 'n stuff cast |