Words are temporary,
as life moves on,
the words I write,
once so true to who I am,
are now only a reflection of who I was,
an insight into the past,
the mood or atmosphere on that day,
fleeting moment's,
the passage of time,
captured forever.
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Author:
applecherry (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I have poems I want to share but feel painful now, so instead I wrote this poem to still speak my words out.
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Comments3
Beautiful fossil words capturing in time who one once was. A lovely image here. Creative and most poetic.
Thank you for sharing
neatly done very true
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