Fading With An Answer Poem by Shane Bryan

Fading

By Shane Bryan

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Walking down this street now mystery,

Faded memories, empty history,

No reflection in this window,

Passing by just like a shadow,

Now a ghost in this town,

Am I enough to stick around,

Because the clock is ticking down.

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A fading light,

Nothing to hide,

There's me and you,

You can see right through,

The past I regret,

One wish to forget,

Is my destiny met.

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Is this right or am I wrong,

Does the answer take that long,

What do I do

I dream and see you

Or is this a nightmare

I know life isn't fair

So I caution, Beware.