Forgotten Fingerprints

Outside the rain,

faint and cold,

washes away my fingerprints.

I watch the storm

wash away my memory.

Withered, weeping, wasted.

The wine stains still remain.

I still remain.

I can no longer deny

the truth strewn all over

the empty floor.

My dreams are neglected,

as well as my body.

I have let eternities slip by,

Whilst I was just trying

to hold on.

There's nothing to wait for

anymore,

except for the rain to clear.

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