A poem about those who were forgotten.

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It sits in heaps of trash,

Taken before its time,

Molding and rotting away,


Left to fester as the smells,

Waft from the heap of rubbish,

Tossed aside, left along the street.


It falls through the cracks,

No one can see or hear,

The cries and aches.


Easily forgotten, tossed aside,

No need to return the damage is done.

Forgotten by others, but not by thy self!

For what was forgotten will never forget!

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