I was deleting pictures I didn't need
There was that silly photo of you
Your face is priceless
I called the picture priceless
I had my finger hovering over the delete button
I then remembered why I still had it
The reason why I named it priceless
It was priceless
I wouldn't give it up if it's priceless
I hit cancel
Priceless, I whispered

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Late Night Thoughts
PoesíaA collection of my late night thoughts in short poems and stories.