A legacy been left untold,
A chapter left unread,
Will i be just like Nobody,
After i am dead?
Life has taught me lessons,
I still have much to learn.
Trust, Forgive, Love, Revolt.
As these four flames must burn.
Everyone must die sometime,
Thats just part of life!
So many faithless with lack of time,
Up in arms, giving us strife!
We poets are a dying race,
I hear it time and time again,
Yet thoughts run through my head of late,
Are those among the crowds to blame?
Scream you message,
Let it known!
For then we shall see,
Who really is alone!
Poets are among hidden,
Stealth within the crowd,
Even now i know many,
Who hide while i stand loud!
So to those who i am talking to,
You all know who you are!
When you decide to let yourself known,
Make sure you leave a scar!
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