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In My Own Ashes

In the long forgotten sands at the end of the Worlds

By the sea where the long forgotten souls swirled

Beneath the long forgotten sky of long forgotten memories,

I saw my own face, staring back and shimmering.

 

Standing in my own ashes, long forgotten but existing

No longer fighting and no longer resisting;

I've long forgotten every reason to be

Lost in this oh-so long forgotten memory.

 

Remember to forget and forget to have forgotten

All things lost, every little thing rotten,

Frozen somewhere between logic and belief

Lost somewhere outside happiness or grief.

 

Standing in my own ashes, though never knowing why

Never knowing how I lived, never knowing how I died;

I go down and float in the sea of long forgotten souls

Long forgotten among these long forgotten shoals.

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anonymous-18
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Published
May 5, 2013
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