Forever is meant for how long it may last.
An eternity for how long to wait.
Years to determine how much time has passed.
The hours for how long it will take.
Minutes for discerning how soon it will be.
A second to blow the mind tending to follow
language the heart keenly professes... saying;
"Forgetting takes place soon tomorrow."
Uninvited intrusion filling my space
of remembrance disrupting the tide.
Understandingly afraid given to my fear
I’ve become estranged...out of sight,
use to a rude silence that’s taken its toll.
Tomorrow forgetting takes place…today I’ll just cry.
DionWorx
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