Forget Me Poem by Sean Hill

Forget Me

Rating: 4.5


we forget in time
just what it was we were fighting for,
like age and old ways
it's hard to forget until it's too late;
then,
it really doesn't matter anymore.
i'm not the dying breed
nor am i special in any way,
but i can only beg for perfection before i die;
and,
before days like these
forget my name.

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