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The Forgotten Words

  • Writer: Week Night Wine Drunk
    Week Night Wine Drunk
  • Dec 11, 2023
  • 1 min read

It's hard to face the forgotten words

The brilliance lost forever

Knowing that the story told 

Is gone and it never

Had the chance to be enjoyed

And created and to find

A place inside the head

And played out in the mind

Words rip through foggy brain

Skipping across the sky

Touch the edge of imagination

Seen only in minds eye

A rhyme, a poem, a tale untold 

A story true and grand

Not written lost in fleeting thought

Not captured by the hand

They say the pen is mightier

Than the sharpened sword

But memory might just win the fight 

For memory can afford

To think and know a story true

That never has been told

And then to let us forget the words

That haunt us till we're old

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