No Memory
Alas, there will come a
time when every last
memory of you will
fade,
Like it was long before
you were born, nothing,
with no life dues
paid.
Even God may not retain
a thought of you, unless
given a reason
fast,
Give God a tilted story no
one's given, maybe His
memory of you will
last.
Yorktown Disciple
Alas, there will come a
time when every last
memory of you will
fade,
Like it was long before
you were born, nothing,
with no life dues
paid.
Even God may not retain
a thought of you, unless
given a reason
fast,
Give God a tilted story no
one's given, maybe His
memory of you will
last.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 11457
Quatrain of No Memory - 11457 - Yorktown Disciple
Poem Sanctum
Memory
of
you
will
fade
of
you
will
fade
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