True NameA Poem by CrimsonHints
Call me by my true name/ let the words roll off your tongue
Enunciated title of yesterday/ reverberates throughout your lungs This coating keeps me cold/ in my amnesiac disposition My nameless oblivion/ forming these inhibitions My name is my past/ a bond to the mysterious A connection to the unknown/ but I fear to grow delirious So I need you to speak/ speak of whom I was Say the title of an older age/ and witness a deafening pause And then you'll see that I remember/ as a tear slides down my cheek You'll see that I remember/ who I am, and what I'll be
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