Free Verse Poem: {Sometimes moments should not be captured}

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(Version 2)

My heart is being ripped apart into a million pieces
As this moment is slipping through my fingers
No words being able to fully describe it
As beautiful as it really is.

It's all turning into a mere blurry memory
Of how ethereal it all was,
slowly fading away
right in front of my eyes

And I come to the realization that
I'm not really
living
in the moment

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