Record Poem by Nick Hilton

Record

Rating: 4.5


His life,
Slipped from the gutter,
To the abyss,
Until the memory of his life,
Was gone,
Noone had cared for him in life,
And noone cared for him in death,
His mark on the earth was unnoticed,
No record lives on in him.

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