I fear the emptiness.
Dark nor light is within that void.
I fear forgetting.
What's it like to not remember?
I want to believe another tale.
Rare thoughts are what prevent me.
Throw me a bone; make me forget.
I do not want to forget.
Wipe my mind, clear my thoughts.
I wish to never forget.
I'd be better off forgetting in lieu of what I wish.
But I'll never want to forget.
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Unprofessional Poems
PoetryJust poems that were written by a teenager who does really know what she's doing. Please read. I promise they're not terrible- just unprofessional, and sometimes kind of angsty.
