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Sep 2016
I was born under the sign of

The Forgotten

Destined for dusty shoe boxes: Cut up photographs, Desecrated loves

I am: Nameless
          Voiceless
          Faceless

Because I bought into my fate for the cheap price of:
neglection and bitterness

Inaction is my parasitic friend
                   My spoiled lover
                   My favorite excuse

I have too much
But
Not enough
And
I am too much
But
Not enough
And

I was born under the sign of

The Forgotten

and

This is my anthem
Hello, strangers. :) I'm going to be uploading some old poems from the last few years before I start posting anything new. If any of you were on the cesspool known as poetfreak, you might know me.
The Nameless
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The Nameless  22/Other/I don't know where I am
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