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Hello,
My name is Forgotten

And I know that if I left
You would not know and no one would care
I find myself alone in the corner
And begin to cry

Good day,
I'm Broken

And yet everything seems fine
Why can't I be heard?
I watch a sky, filled with fake smiles
And jump into an ocean of tears

If you decide to write my name
You know what? It spells  Empty

They called me dramatic
Turn away from me as I lie here bleeding
I find myself blind;
Eyes wide open yet not seeing anything at all

As you glance up,
You read my nametag; Innocence

These wide eyes know the truth
And have watched the violence in this place
I have heard your harsh words
That lash out on the world

Greetings class,
Meet our new student Gone

It's too late now to save me
I'm lost inside for good
You were caught up in your problems
Ignored my cry for help

And now

You see what I see
You understand why I am like I am
You shall wonder how you missed it
You shall wish you could have stopped it

And now

I am a ghost
I can no longer help you
I was turned away

And now

I am You

So I have given you what I am called
And told you all there is to know

Now it's your turn to tell the truth


Take a look at yourself and at friends



Time to be honest




If you can





What's your name?
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Author's Comments

I love the ending on this, personally it has a strong impact. Well, that's just me

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:iconaliceazzo:
I'm not really big on poetry, but I really liked this one. Well done! :)

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:iconetherealdeath:
Thank you so much!

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You know it's going to be a bad day when you get out of bed and miss the floor.

When life gives you lemons... make orange juice and leave the rest of the world wondering how the hell you did it.

You had me at 'I'll save you from the pirates,'
:iconblackicecrystal:
I don't know whats wrong with me, maybe me being on my period or something. But this poem started to bring tears to my eyes. If any of it's part of your life, then I am sorry. And I know this is a bit strange but if you need someone to talk to, let me know. Drepression is very powerful and It's hard to talked to loved ones about the things you go through. K, I'm done being all weird, Sorry. ^_^

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~Sam
:iconbloodstone9872:
OMG i <3 <3 <3 this poem!!!

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happy endings are stories that havent finished yet

it's not that i'm afraid to die; i just dont want to be there when it happens

hearts don't break; they shatter
:iconetherealdeath:
Thanks!

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You know it's going to be a bad day when you get out of bed and miss the floor.

When life gives you lemons... make orange juice and leave the rest of the world wondering how the hell you did it.

You had me at 'I'll save you from the pirates,'

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