RhymeFairy
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Lights turned low
memories drifting on the words
of song
Like a silent movie
playing inside my head
Though the tears are real enough
emotions still lingering
Days I will never see again
moments that will never happen
Memories that I wish I'd forget
praying for senility
Then I could say what I want
no one would listen
Taking pleasure in my secrets
where I keep them hidden
Knowing one day they will
mean something
when it no longer matters
Will I find pleasure in that
Probably not
Not that it will matter anyway
my ashes blanketing the ground
The meadow singing songs
the Hawk listening, remembering
But it won't matter
the wind will carry away what was.
...
memories drifting on the words
of song
Like a silent movie
playing inside my head
Though the tears are real enough
emotions still lingering
Days I will never see again
moments that will never happen
Memories that I wish I'd forget
praying for senility
Then I could say what I want
no one would listen
Taking pleasure in my secrets
where I keep them hidden
Knowing one day they will
mean something
when it no longer matters
Will I find pleasure in that
Probably not
Not that it will matter anyway
my ashes blanketing the ground
The meadow singing songs
the Hawk listening, remembering
But it won't matter
the wind will carry away what was.
...