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::: Forgotten Death :::

I can no longer see the things I’ve seen
you buried me deep, your soul no longer clean.
I can no longer feel the things I’ve felt
your memories of me, soon they will all melt.
All that is left is a name and a stone
all that is left is a name and some bones.

You said you would never forget me as I was lowered into the ground,
tomorrow two months it will be, and still you’re nowhere to be found.
All that is left is a name and a stone
all that is left is a casket full of bones.

No ribbons, no flower, just a name and a stone.
No ribbons, no flowers, just a name and some bones.

Written by: ~ Jonathan Reed