Out of sight,

Out of mind,

Never to be seen.

A broken memory,

A broken dream.

Left behind,

Left to fight all alone at last,

Nobody to save me from myself,

Nobody to help.

Left alone,

Lost at sea,

I've become a phanton,

To old and broken momories.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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