Would you remember this one if I were to die away the dawn unknown,
Would you remember the tears I shed when I often cry, always have been left alone...~
Would you hold onto me, not pass memory like a fake treasurery to place away... ~
Time and space,
Glimpse of disgrace, our hearts within how cold they could be, unable to see what i saw in them so long ago...~
As time goes on, day by day, I remember them all, the memoory that lays burdened to me, that no other can see, wishing they could just forget about me as time flows on free. The sand of grasp of time that strives against me, the friendships i held, the joys I had were never to be, to last Eternity...~

Letting go, let it be, move on from me—how could they think it could be, so easy for me, to set them free away in my soul... Memory long, memory last, wishing times it could be shattered like glass, the pieces stashed to bury in ground to never be found...~

Now alas, as day comes and goes, I stand as I rose; to hold in strong... To see... That dispite all the harm, regardless of choices once done wrong by me; that even within, I am stronger then him—the enemy of my soul... The negative me. To set oneself free, to outlast the spree of sorrow inflicted upon thee, one must stand, one must fight, one must never lose sight of what right upon our heart of our kin... For we are all within...

One or a kind, unique ones to be... Striving in hope, that one day our own mark of us can forever last in the hearts of us; to remember the fragmented memory... Of what we once have used to be, to the day our souls are set spiritually free... One to always remember thee.