This is what I get for staring at pictures for too long...
I sit here crying staring at Photos of the past gone by So happy in the pictures Not that happy anymore I want these times back I see smiles in theses and Loving looks I miss that These pictures are my keys To bits and pieces of the past And the good memories I miss Although pictures can fall apart But the memories won’t they will Stay with us until the day we die
Copyright “2000 Andrea Trenary
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