The lockers stand like sentinels of old
Guarding secrets, stories yet untold
The hallway whispers tales of days gone by
A chorus of memories, a nostalgic sigh
The laughter echoes, a joyful sound
Friendships forged, moments unbound
The tears and triumphs, the struggles and strife
A symphony of youth, a fleeting life
In the hallway's heart, a story's told
Of dreams and doubts, of growing old
The echoes linger, a haunting refrain
A bittersweet reminder of moments in vain
Yet in the echoes, a lesson stays
To cherish the moments, in fleeting ways
For in the hallway's whispers, a truth is revealed
That the memories we make, are the moments we yield.
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''Teenage Everywhere''
Поэзия"Teenage dreamer, word-weaver, and poetry enthusiast. I'm a high schooler with a passion for pouring emotions onto paper, and a love for the way words can paint pictures in the mind. When I'm not studying or daydreaming, you can find me scribbling i...
