Victoria Shilstra

(February 15th 1993 / New Jersey USA)

Forget


Forget His Name,
Forget His Face,
Forget the way he
used to pace,
Forget his warm embrace,
Forget all the things
he said,
Forget everything we
did together,
Forget his laugh,
Forget his Grin,
Forget the dimples
on his chin,
Forget the way he used
to hold you at night,
Forget the way we
use to fight,
Forget the way he made you feel,
For get the way he made you tear,
Forget how close we once were,
Forget how he picked her,
Forget the time that
went so fast,
Forget everything, its
all in the past,
Forget when he said
i will leave you never,
Remember he is gone
forever..

Submitted: Tuesday, March 21, 2006

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