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November 2, 2021
Nameless,
Something free of identity,
Free of being known as someone,
Just wishing to forget it all,
I held up the burnt name card that barely spoke my name,
The name card that I use to always know and love,
The name card that held memories that wish to never be spoken of,
I drop the name card into the burning flames that threw sparks around everywhere,
The fire had a campfire scent that filled the open air,
The fire that will get rid of everything,
The fire that will finally help me forget,
I pick up the new name card I was given,
I stare at it for a while,
Thinking of all the new memories that could be made,
With the new name card that I held.
Faith • Mar 29, 2022 at 1:13 PM
As someone who loves poems, this gave me shivers. I didn’t even know that the satellite had a poem section. All of these poems were amazing!!