Dark memories are better be forgotten
but candid scars that are made from it still remains.


Be Forgotten

Seeing much of the lies
As you tried to hide it
From crimson regrets
You live with so much hate

You're made of everything I am not
But everything is never enough
To decieve the memories you've never ever forgotten

Can't see much of the lies
As I tried to fix it
No more regrets
I'll die with so much faith

I'm made of something that's not
But something is enough
To fade away from the memories that's better be forgotten




Poetry by Mark Leo Dayao
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Written on 2007-06-16 at 13:57

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