I can't even recall a memory
                              Of when I was with you
                              With my mind so empty
                              What should I do
                              I'm just searching for a clue
                              Of when I had a life
                              I'm searching in this endless blue
                              If only for a sign of strife
                              How could I forget
                              All the things that have happened to me
                              My life was set
                              But in that world I can't see
                              So I'm searching for a sign
                              A sign I had lived
                              If only one line
                              But my memory shakes its head
                              I have forgotten
                              What I have lived for
                              Why have I striven
                              When I forget what to search for
                                      
                                          
                                   
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The Death Poems: Collection 3
PoetryMy third collection of poems about death, sin, leaving, unhappiness, etc. I hope everyone likes these as much as the other two collections.
 
                                               
                                                  