Forgotten Memory.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
It's about childhood, which begins to feel like a forgotten memory as you grow up.

Submitted: June 09, 2008

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I've forgotten.
Can't believe I've forgotten.

Childhood is the dream that you
Forget when you wake
And no matter how hard you
Try to grab at it for lost memories' sake
Remember: Dreams evenesce. No matter what you do

As I watch the games unfold,
I remember stories that were told,
Of salt and land and gold.
I cry as I realise for maturity what I've sold
Warm ways exchanged for awkward and cold.

And the stories, I remember those
Either Shakespeare or fairy tales or [i]The Nightangale and The Rose[/i]
The chapters have drawn to a close
As I realise I'm just another story they'll tell in prose
When my neurons become my own foes.

Can't remember how, can't remember why
Kids, will you remember me
If and after I die?
Will I be remembered like yesterday's sightsee
Or will I just become another memory puntuated by a late-night sigh?

I've forgotten.
Can't believe I've forgotten.


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