Pages of living memories
#WritcoPoemPrompt16
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every beat in my chest ...
All the time you took away
All my moments heard the way
You looked at me.
Now here they lay.
The beat and beautiful pages are
Broken, Bled and gray.
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The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every beat in my chest ...
All the time you took away
All my moments heard the way
You looked at me.
Now here they lay.
The beat and beautiful pages are
Broken, Bled and gray.
© All Rights Reserved