This moment in time,
Will be just another story someday.
Bound in the pages of a book,
Where it will forever stay.
Immortality is the virtue,
Of what is now being said.
Staying alive forever,
Long after we are dead.
I document each moment,
With pen and paper and ink.
You capture it through your lens,
In each angle that you think.
Together we create,
What humanity wishes to do.
We found the perfect recipe,
To pour in cement waht is true.
In a hundred years from now,
In a bedroom far away.
A teenager will be sitting,
An wishing his life was our way...
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Emotional Amnesia
PoetrySometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more...
