Unknown
What am I? Not good enough for the truth?
Like a bird stuck in a cage longing to be free,
trying to sing its heartache away;
that’s killing it in every way.
Like a song no longer said,
forgotten waiting to be read.
A missing love note that was meant for someone dear.
A lullaby that you will never hear.
Your heart that disappeared
forever gone,
nothing but its empty echoes of its dying beats.
This feeling that you had,
completely erased.
It always was a mistake
something that can never be.
Defiantly misread,
its all gone finally dead.
cause I am evaporating
no more then a mere speck in your forgotten memories.
a name that will no longer be said,
a ghost along with your dead beat heart.
Just another person; one in a million,
a face unknown.
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