My Lie

There comes a time

When you have to forget

When nothing is left

When things buried

Have been brought to light

Burned away

And the ashes scattered

To the winds

There comes a time

When nothing is left

When all sounds

Have faded away

Even that

Of goodbye

I would love to say

Part of me still cherishes you

But it would be

A lie.

Author: BlueFalcon1983

YA Writer and illustrator

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