Once beloved, once forgotten.
Staring down the road of life,
Also in memory of Scott Polaski.
© 1997,1998 greedom1@aol.com
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His story touched our hearts.
His triumphs, his defeats;
He showed how quickly life can disappear.
The breath of life; the eternal flame;
The breath that gives rise to words,
Can be sucked out in an instant.
Your life, your dreams,
Everything can be dashed into the ground,
In one quick moment.
Today a life, tomorrow only a memory.
The week has only begun,
And a life has just ended.
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Tempting fate, pushing the limits.
We speed through this life,
Forgetting the little things.
We stare down death in a battle
That we are destined to lose.
We lead reckless lifestyles,
We forget who made us,
And the worst, we have no regrets.
We've forgotten.
Our future means nothing,
If we've forgotten our past.
Our lives don't matter,
If we can't find our hearts
In this sea of troubles.
We all need guidance;
We all need to remember who made us.
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