Forgotten SpiritsA Poem by Forgotten
Why must the lives of three...
Be sacrificed for one? Dropped into oblivion before their time, Life gave but no chance upon these young warriors, The guilt I bare burns, Like the cross upon Lucifer's heart. I am sad to have not met you, Yet thankful that life took its chance on me, Upon my heart I cry for you, Tears of crimson fall upon your closed graves, Sharing the pain you feel, Within my warping mind, I suffer for your forgiveness. Wishing upon lucky stars I ask for the impossible, Your embrace upon my hand, Yet you are too far away to hear me, How much blood must I shed, Before I can see your eroded smiles? How can I miss what I've never had? I reach into your graves to touch your hearts, Terrified of what the embrace I might find, Life chose me and just threw you aside, Sometimes I just wonder... What would you have done? © 2012 ForgottenReviews
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Added on August 16, 2012Last Updated on August 16, 2012 AuthorForgottenGloucestershire, Stroud, United KingdomAboutMy real name is John-Paul Crawford, I do voluntary work at Stroud FM and hopefully after my training will be allowed my own slot on air. Writing takes up most of my time, I'm always trying to better m.. more..Writing
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