when i am gone,
will you remember my name?
will you know who i am,
will it still be the same.
years have passed,
and i won't forget.
the things that i've done,
my horrible regrets.
when i am gone,
would you stop by my grave?
or say goodbye once,
to the dammed and un-saved?
years have passed,
and i'm still here,
but when i stop breathing,
will you even shed a tear?
i'm nothing special,
i don't know who to be.
but at the end of my years,
will you still remember me?
because i can say truley,
that i'm not so brand new,
but over these years,
i still remember you.
so when my times up,
and i've been all i can be,
will you look at the sky,
and remember me?
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its not so good,but i will improve it later
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