A framed photograph stood on his nightstand.
What was once a beautiful
Reality
Was now
A bittersweet
Memory.
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Buried || #Wattys2016
PoetryWords buried in my mind,excavated with each stroke of a pen. Highest rank: #29 in poetry.
||photograph||
A framed photograph stood on his nightstand.
What was once a beautiful
Reality
Was now
A bittersweet
Memory.
