Silver Poem by Alex Night
Silver
And you will aways have that one
shining piece
that gives you hope.
But where will the memories go?
They don't stay like the shine in it
there is no room for great
or sorrowful memories
among all the beauty.
Is that why you don't want me around?
I won't haunt you I swear,
I have no business with that
for your conscious
does that for me.
Will I always be the silver to your gold?
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4/26/2024 8:25:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Brings forth a lot of emotions