Forgotten Artifact

In the dust of years I lie, A whisper beneath a silent sky. Hands once held me, hearts once knew, The glow I bore when love was true. Time has scraped my golden gleam, Turned my story into dream. Echoes fade where laughter slept, And only ghosts remember what was kept. I am the proof of what decayed, A relic love and pain once made. Forgotten now, yet still I stay— A memory time can’t wash away.