that last lineThe Forgotten One
What is that there, that you have?
A love that was forgotten.
Scribbled down was a note of passion.
A picture laid down next to it, crumbled up.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
What is that feeling of hatred?
That's mixed with sadness.
A tragic love story that was rebirth from the ashes.
It quickly tumbled down, to an unknown place.
A place to be forgotten, a place with simple grace.
What is left, but for simple forgiveness?
Shout it out, at the top of your lungs.
What has been said and what has been done.
Catch your breath for the fallen ones.
Leave your mark on the forgotten ones.