Something that ends in memory
Is something that I do not wish to be
Asking, begging, forget me. Please?
Remembered for person, not for glories
Not for great world acts, personally, me
Over lifetime being, salute to me
Minutes of fame do not define ably
Softly in heart, not bravely in stories
Of me, yet not forgotten
Remember weakness, doubts, getting by
Not public image, life looking glossy
I’m fragile flower, not glowing rubies
Recall me in whispers, not glees
Common girl, not celebrity
Of me, yet not forgotten
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