Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Forget-me-not

When our time ticks to a stop
Have I made a mark?
You did,
That jagged scar running across my chest.

I have no regrets
Yet i was sick.
Left this town
because I was suffocating.

Returning once again
Picking a posy of flowers, unmagnificient
while struggling to rise above.
Clueless, I am.

My mask kept me from drowning.
Yet I willingly keep it on.
While drowning in the crowd.

Clinging onto that posy.
I yell forget-me-not
and throw it to you.

Enduring?
What a joke.

<You ruined me.

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