• Captured memories and Faded dreams
    Everything tears at the seams.

    Each moment held by a Frame.
    Page by Page revives the days past.
    Friends gained and lost.
    Pain and Joy spent at great cost.

    The book of Forgotten days
    Opens the Damn of Tears
    The pages ripped from my mind
    The looking mirror I stand behind.

    Like this book, I stand alone.
    A playful child full of joy
    Now Lost in the clouds of misery gray.

    A new page soaked by tears
    I see memories Framed alone.

    This old book placed on a shelf
    Left to collect dust…


    Need to expand this poem: Show times of joy, loss, sadness, alone & with friends. Make it a story.

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