Edward Poem by Moth Harris

Do you think he will find me?
I'll just wait and see, what ever you believe.
My memories are not with me, but they decieve.
A heart as cold as metal, it's mine alone.

Do you think I should wait?
He'll find me you just wait and see, what ever you believe.
Our past is lost, or beyond the gate.
This ambition is all I will need.

My brother, no other, has lead me this far,
A scar on my heart, I don't know where you are.
A faded memory, or all the same, lost and forgotten
I'll remember your name.