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photographs

photographs make me laugh and make me cry
photographs take me back to better times

when we were young and innocent
we didnt know how difficult things would get

photographs make me glad and proud of us
photographs take me back to how it was

when we were so invincible
our love was so much more than physical

sometimes i really cant believe
the way you jump out at me
you leap right through that gilded frame
then disappear as quickly as you came

photographs are blurred by all the tears i wept
photographs feel like all that i have left

why do i cherish memories
that i can barely even see
why do i refuse to let go
of what has long since gone i know

photographs tell the story