nobody knows his real name
or where he lives
or where he went
when passing the funeral of the memories he planted
he chose one on a grave nearby,
forgetting all his past and remembering all the future.
because the past held too much pain to remember,
taking a dead persons name was like stepping into a modern reality of your own.
-b.
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THE MOON WEEPS
Poetrypoetry // prose ( trigger warning. blood / suicide mentions & death hints ) [ ranked 8th in deep thinking 31/5/21 ] [ ranked 19 in poetry collection 13/6/21 ] [ ranked 101 in poetry 7/6/21 ]
