Forgetfulness
My love, how could I ever forget that day?
How could our memories fall from my mind?
Dates, words, times, facts-all gone
No trace have they left behind
When did my brain become so feeble?
When did my mind lose track of what we so proudly made?
I hate myself for this feebleness
I’m so sorry I let that moment fade
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