After we are gone,
we are gone.
Once we leave,
we can never come back.
Someday, someone might unknowingly
stumble across our name.
They will continue on,
without a second glance.
A name and a date means nothing,
a few words do not explain a life.
No one can live forever,
not even in memory.
Once we are gone,
we are gone forever.
ME(ish)
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6 comments:
Nice poem... sorta (very) depressing... but it's still a good poem. Who knows, mabye one day you will be a famous depressed poet. Like Vann gough, but a poet, and please don't cut your ear off and mail it to your lover.
love ya (in the straighest way possible)
have a good march break... I'm off to europe.... VIVE LA FRANCE!
hmmmm...i guess it could b fun, but i think i'd like to leave my options open.
Have fun! i like chocolate. (wink, wink, nudge, nudge)
do you know me??
cuz i have no idea who you are... at the momment...?
Name?
i know u kinda and u know me kinda
my name is Pincushin Incognito Spit
i like the poem anyways you told me to write a angery comment so i am i am very angery that you told S!!!!!!!!!!!!!! why did you do that anyways? then there was no point in earsing the other comments!!! i am mad.life stinks.
mon dieu! I may actually b a good liar!!
(something to b proud of??)
or u r really gullable
signed Engleburt Humperdinck
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