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Dec 2009
I was never there
I never came to be
I am the forgotten
and that's just how it is.

Forgotten...

Like a corpse in a battlefield
I will be buried in a nameless grave
a Kamikaze without a mission
an uneventful day.

Forgotten...

I was left to the vultures
dragged by the winds of solitude
with cobwebs in my soul
a cactus without water.

Forgotten...

I have become a fragment of your imagination
my lips never had a place to stay
like a dead leaf in Autumn
a footnote.

Forgotten.



Like a patient with Alzheimer's
I live in the mind of an amnesiac
Heaven of wasted memories
How did you forgot, to forget, forgetting me?

Because...

I was always there
and I did came to be
the love of your life
no one loved you like I did.

But I am still the forgotten
and that's just how it is.
Ottis Blades
Written by
Ottis Blades  New York City
(New York City)   
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