Pictures

The pictures on my wall

the burnt shells of my past

images of regret, solitude

wish to recapture

would put my heart to rest

the nights dark

always safe with her

the notes

a constant reminder

crying as she wrote

"i love you"

a tear drawn into the picture

spoiling the colors

turning her head

no looking back

the pictures told my story

i wish i knew hers

shes a mystery to me

the pictures on my wall

forever to see

not to read

20.06.05

 
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