Friday, September 25, 2015

faded away

along the line
he forgot to write

too busy . . ..much too busy

and one time
when he was through
he forgot to call

so tired . . .much too tired

then one day
at the setting sun
he forgot to remember

too distracted . . .much too distracted

and like the smoke
that comes up from a fire

she disappeared

leaving him to miss
a something
he couldn't replace

but nevermore could recapture

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