I find it to be false
nothing is as it seems
people change
hearts change
mind change
and this ever changing
cycle of changes
bring laughter, fun, tears
shattered memories into the
rusty frames of photograph
hanging on corner of
a dark room
with fading recollection
of what was merely you
but
with cruelty of time
what has now been forsaken
forgotten
words of wisdom they remain
hanging in that same corner
and a foolish mind runs you like
a donkey on a loose
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