Forgotten, Juniper Lee [top inspirational books .txt] 📗

I grab the pen,
It's cold in my hand,
'Cuz its sat so long.
I put the pen tip down,
Shut my eyes.
I don't want to see
each word that will form.
Not yet.
A word full of hurt,
A word full of hate,
A word full of love.
Done.

When I move the pen away,
To look at my work,
A tear runs down my face,
'Cuz deep down I know,
That when you read this poem,
I'll be long gone.
Out of your life,
For good.
Not in your way,
No more to give you pain.
You will 4get me,
But it wont be so easy for me.

Text: Juniper Lee
Publication Date: 04-13-2012

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