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Seeing the memories
From a long time ago
What happened to them
What happened to my life
All the smiles and laughter
Were they real
Did they happen?
It must have been a different life
One full of love and
happiness
Which never came to mine
One never filled with drugs, lies, and violence
Full of hate,
tears, and fear
Never having to want to escape
It couldn't have been me
Not in all those pictures
With those smiles and laughter
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“I wrote this poem when I was very
depressed about my Grandfather dying.”
Megan Plautz |
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