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Amnesia (poem)

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This is a poem written for this story. You can skip this part though haha...

The cold wind blows,

Against her cheeks as a tear streaks down,

For once, they thought about how life goes,

Rolling with mass destruction,

"Oh such abruption" they stated,

She laid there, stone cold,

Dark deep thoughts turned into dices,

Random throwing and guesses

Each path unfolding with great strength

The never-ending tunnel, which ended

Connections were finally made at a long length

Stop

She had been awakened, yet again,

With a new mind, the blessing approached her,

Others viewed it as a curse:

"Where am I?" "Who are you?"

Delight fell into darkness

Darkness had never been so bright,

Yet, the brightness became isolated,

She screamed and ran,

Worried about what she became,

"Nothing was wrong," they said,

"Trust me" she heard,

She questions herself,

Standing upright,

Nothing was wrong with her after all,

She stayed beautiful,

She stayed frozen however,

Reborn, Eyes wide opened.

Against the wind she ran,

A scientist seeking knowledge,

A stranded lifeboat lost at sea,

Still such admiration could be found,

Like the sweet buzzing sound,

Of the honey bees which went 'buzzzzzz',

Stop

Life could be so sweet in utter bitterness,

Yet bonds had never been closer,

Nostalgia fills the empty gap,

Or was it simply a deceiving trap?

Backwards she stumbled,

Pain in her head shot as if though a thousand arrows,

Stumbled and awe-stricken she went,

Standing up straight yet again,

Heard chatters and bright lights shone,

Pollutants and animals everywhere,

At least, that's how she had viewed them,

A lion approached its prey she thought to be,

But still it bowed its humble head,

Took a step back, let its prey pass,

"How could such art ever have been made?"

Followed the Lion she did,

As it entered the cemetery,

Birds hovered over it, laughing they went,

"What beautiful soul, yet such empathy,"

"How could one ever judge one's present?"

"Past"

"Future"

Stop

Backwards she fell and ran,

Society made up of such Madman,

Puzzled and twisted came upon,

Twisting her thoughts, yet all along,

She woke up to a new start.