Staring at a photo,
where does all the time go?
All around me people fade,
though in images they stayed.
Many new moments lost,
that's reminiscing's cost.
Living a life so very strange,
staying the same missing the change.
Immersed in the photos can't help but stare,
fearing when I look up they won't be there.
Pictures close memories replay,
forgetting to live life for today.
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my poems
PoetryEach of my poems are their own entity, shaded in different hues and personalities. They are empathetic with many universal themes.
