Through my life, throughout my actions, I've become familiar with this place.
And here I stand, desolate .... in disarray. Here on a path that many thought I'd fear
Yea ... I do fear, yet I know this place
And like the dust carried by a strong howling wind, I go
Living in memories
Forgotten by those whom, it seems fate has stolen me from
Yea here, in this dark night, I walk this road
Forget me well ... and I'll be gone by the morrow
Observe me not, for I'll live quietly in your past
This was lovely Sean Burton, I am new to the group, learning....looks like you have alittle experience!! I enjoyed it very much, and best wishes to you!
ReplyDeleteHow descriptive and touching. Extremely relatable to me, and I thoroughly enjoyed this piece.
ReplyDeleteVery nice. Your work is always very touching. But this is one of your best ones yet.
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