one of my greatest fears is not being remembered. someday there will come a day where no one knows me. today have i even made a good impression on those that do? would i be willing to give up everyone's memory of me and completely start anew? i may not be the hero or heroine. maybe i just touch one soul. but where do i draw the line between what's good enough and when i should fold?
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a fragile state of mind
Poetrypoems and excerpts written during a fight against my mind in an unknown but exhaustive amount of time
