There is a time when a poem becomes more than words.
There is a day when a song becomes more than just music.
There is a place when a book becomes more than just a story.
There is a time when a phrase becomes more than a saying.
When it burries deep in your mind
A mere mention of it, a glimpse sends
Thousands of memories, feelings
Spiraling back into the present.
There is a feeling that can never be erased from your mind.
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Poems Of Tears **COMPLETED**
PoetryA book of my poems Written by my heart They may not rhyme But I gave it a shot As I pass through these years The golden teen age One I hope ends in love With stains of Death and Decay
