Remember that flower
Now
Dead and withered away
Though
Soon to be forgotten
Like
The one that died yesterday
Remember the ocean
Now
A pond for the precious few
But
Soon
Will dry up
Leaving nothing for me or you
Remember those mountains
Now
Crumbled to the ground
Followed
By the trees
Then
The skies
Came tumbling down
Remember humanity
Though
Slowly withering away
Following
The lead of
Those flowers
We loved so much
Yesterday
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At First Glance
PoetryWell, this started originally as a plan to put up all my old writings from early teens on but has kinda developed into it's own new thing. Some are old and some are just thoughts as they come to me. All the ups and downs and things once thought mayb...
