Or Maybe the Words

If it comes to that
I admit I worry
about oblivion
and my lack of
effect upon
this world
but not everyone
is meant to leave
a mark

some people have to
satisfy themselves
with the knowledge
that all they will ever be
are stains upon the memory
or, if they’re lucky, the heart,

of the people who had the
strength, no – the luck –
to be remembered
with more fondness
or, at the very least,
Don’t ask, because I don’t know, but for some reason I kind of like it.


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