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Poetry / Writing / forget me not
« on: September 04, 2002, 12:21:39 pm »
and after time that is borrowed is spent
and in my grave i sit and rot
and there is no telling where i went
favor me, forget me not
and when you feel that something is wrong
and suddenly i come to thought
and when you know that i am gone
favor me, forget me not
and when you open up my presents
and see the gift for you i bought
and what is missing is my presence
favor me, forget me not
and always remember the joyous times
and forget the times we fought
and always remember these goodbye lines
and always forget me not...!!!!!
by: NeLdA ;-P
and in my grave i sit and rot
and there is no telling where i went
favor me, forget me not
and when you feel that something is wrong
and suddenly i come to thought
and when you know that i am gone
favor me, forget me not
and when you open up my presents
and see the gift for you i bought
and what is missing is my presence
favor me, forget me not
and always remember the joyous times
and forget the times we fought
and always remember these goodbye lines
and always forget me not...!!!!!
by: NeLdA ;-P