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Forget Me Not
My life is like a jerk
on a string, it tugs and tugs
on my mind reminding me
I am nothing but a speck
in time.
It sits on me, biting my time,
playing with my line, verberating
through my space like
a chilling breeze blowing
through my life.
I grow amongst the forgotten trees,
the only thing that reminds you
of me is the wind, it blows over
my lems causing them to
bow and sway.
Like the full moon,
you forget about me
until you are reminded
by my looming face that
brightens the sky.
Forget me not for I too
am orbiting the same
sun as you.
on a string, it tugs and tugs
on my mind reminding me
I am nothing but a speck
in time.
It sits on me, biting my time,
playing with my line, verberating
through my space like
a chilling breeze blowing
through my life.
I grow amongst the forgotten trees,
the only thing that reminds you
of me is the wind, it blows over
my lems causing them to
bow and sway.
Like the full moon,
you forget about me
until you are reminded
by my looming face that
brightens the sky.
Forget me not for I too
am orbiting the same
sun as you.
Published 19th Feb 2019
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