Name Poem by Edward Veilleux

Name



I once was here,
but now I'm gone.
I left my name to carry on.
Although a name holds no meaning,
Just used for identification.
In a world that cares very little,
what is a name really?
It is something given by others,
Can I really call it mine?
We are what we are inside,
While a name fades with time.

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Alana Simpkins 16 April 2008

I really like this poem

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