Pictures

Pictures of you pictures of me, it reminds us of how we used to be. Pictures of yesteryear pictures of today, why did our lives end up being this way? Our love didn't last it wasn't meant to be, pictures of you pictures of me. Copyright Cynthia Jones Mar.20/2015 I had a title that just popped up in my head and the words just came rather quickly.
Special thanks to Old Buck. :O)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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