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This Old Picture Book

Some times a picture really is worth a thousand words . . ,

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sara

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06 August 2006

Author:

Katey Shines

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This Old Picture Book

I look at all these memories, and I start to cry.
I see things, I see people, I canG??t ever see again.
I see people who I have mistreated, and canG??t make up for doing.
I feel these memories are killing me.
I see so much I took for granted, and I cry.

I could never feel those feelings again,
I could never be there again.
I see things that hurt me, because I canG??t remember them.
I see myself as I was: cruel, stone cold.
I never told anyone how I felt.
I regret that now.

I see how brave I was at times, and how I backed down.
I see how care-free I was.
I see now what has consumed my life. . .greed.
So, now I look at all these memories and I start to cry.
These memories are killing me,
So now old picture book, good bye.

-Katey Shines -

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