We are the forgotten ones.
The ones that everyone knows by name and face,
But not truly knowing them.
They do not care to know them more.
They do not care to know their passions and burning desires.
They only see them as an name.
A name to be added to their friend list,
But nothing else.
These souls are left forgotten,
And being forgotten is painful.
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Threads of Words
PuisiThese poems are simply my emotions. Most of these poems are fictionalized while some are loosely based upon my own experiences. I never thought that I would express my feelings and aspirations with anyone but myself. I surprised myself when I starte...
