This country is empty
It is long gone
For the days of adventure
And truth
Lie written in our history books
Soon to be burned and forgotten
And the days our grandparents
Yearn to get back
Will never come back
And we'll be stuck here
Forgotten
In a country so divided
We destroyed ourselves
Posted in response to the challenge Post-Election.
"After time passes it'll hurt less"
But it never did
"Just forget it, it was so long ago"
But you told me always to remember
And each and every day
A little reminder in my eyes
I'll miss you
I'll miss you every time I hear that song
And every time I feel the need to tell someone something
That I know they don't need to hear
I'll miss you every fall
And every winter
What happens when we all lose hope?
When we stop believing that it'll all work out?
What happens then?
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