To those who are now just memories of a life I have forgotten.
The memories of a man I have lost,
Left behind,
What remains,
Changed.

To the woman whos love I never deserved.
To the life we never lived.
To the shadow of a dream,
Cast by the promise left unkept.
To the music not recorded.
The roads never driven.

The man you knew is gone.
He died alone on eastern street,
As he thanked the empty house for the memories tainted by the consequences of his mistakes.

He lived through his after life in the dream turned cold once the love had gone.

Reborn in a different world.
A stranger to himself.
A new man returned and claimed what he deserved.
Now I stand here.
I am what remains.
I am what survives.

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2023

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