Quiet
Names without faces
They all fade away
Empty walls, silent spaces
Frozen yesterdays
Who counts the names
Of those who've moved on
Or knows who to blame
Now that they've gone
And who sheds a tear
Of quiet regret
For friends once held dear
Before they forget
For when silence falls
We all are replaced
And no one recalls
Those who time erased
--Tonin, March 16 2016
Was just looking at the dead accounts of old friends. Don't really know what happened to most of them. I suspect one guy killed himself, and another changed his name and made it clear he didn't want to be followed, but the rest, who can say?
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Mourne
Shouldn't it be "erased"? ;)
Good poem though. I wish I had your mind for rhymes.