Memories
I now see the bigger picture
As in my mind it's you I feature
My poor heart full of blisters
And this soul is crying for you
I then decide to frame the picture
With the hope it will look better
But that,is just hope
The result is still unknown
I now have the framed picture
On my wall I have it mounted
Not alone it is among others
The ones I framed before this one
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