I'm here but I'm gone
you see me but you don't
you're in for a shock
when you snap out of your oblivion
and notice that
I'm now a figment of your imagination
no longer real
and that I'll keep stiring a hurricane in your world that you'll forever feel
then it will hit
that that is all I will ever be
an unforgettable memory
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The Voice of My Silence
PoesíaThe words that he spat germinated and grew into the tree that overshadowed him What goes around.. From the author: vote and comment if you like what you see
