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I am the unseen in the corner of the seen I am that which you hear but cannot hear The thing, incipient, in the corner of your mind The way and truth of the kind I am that which you fear but you know nothing of fear Here, in this place, you are lost to me, you are dead to me Here, now, I see only a vacant spot A diminutive existence of what used to be, a nothing, a void You are an empty shell dashed on your own hardened heart That little less than a piece of falling apart You are the beginning of the falling apart. A waste of time and space You are disgraced among men of your kind And in time you will be nothing more Than a forgotten fragment of memory.
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 12:35 PM UTC
Forgotten Fragment of Memory
I am the unseen in the corner of the seen I am that which you hear but cannot hear The thing, incipient, in the corner of your mind The way and truth of the kind I am that which you fear but you know nothing of fear Here, in this place, you are lost to me, you are dead to me Here, now, I see only a vacant spot A diminutive existence of what used to be, a nothing, a void You are an empty shell dashed on your own hardened heart That little less than a piece of falling apart You are the beginning of the falling apart. A waste of time and space You are disgraced among men of your kind And in time you will be nothing more Than a forgotten fragment of memory.
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derick-van-dusen
American
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 12:35 PM UTC
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