exploringtheparadox · January 6, 2019 · 2019, Poetry · Poem · No Comments
Exiting the lie
Of that sunny day
Pretending I
Was never here
The ghost
Faint these smells long past
Reminding you
I am still here
Memories so tangible
So ethereal
In time they fade
Because I am not there
Mementos lost
To the tumult of life
Losing from your hand
Proof I was real
Graves overgrown
Headstones sanded bare
Time teaches the lesson
We were never real
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