Forget me not.....
Such words leaves a bad taste
Everything gets forgotten
Buried beneath the soil
The weather changes me.
Makes me hollow
Makes me whole

People use love in context they don't understand
Loose words thrown out there with no consequence
Where has the good times gone?
I heard once that a good man dies every minute....
Kind of a morbid thing to hear but its true
The world itself has no mercy for the weak
If we all go quietly into the night
Then who will stand up and make a difference
Make a change ?
Or change a life?