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If you read my poem 'What Ever Happened'... This is almost exactly the same. Memories can't hold you back. Just don't ever forget what they meant you.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 92 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 11-16-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2971025
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Pile up the photos
In a warm and tiny box
Re-dream the wistful fantasies
That took away your socks
The day you took the hood off
The day you broke your arm
The day you lost your sister
The day they set of the alarm
We whisper through the moments
We clean up all our mess
We can't predict the future
But the pasts what we know best
Write down all your sorrows
Add more photos to the box
Forget not the precious memories
With the ticking of the clock
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