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Encaptured
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All of Me Sitting here, encircled by dusty boxes
The pictures spread about
Faded yellow from time.
Tear stained cheeks and waterfilled eyes
Blur my vision but not my mind.
Snapshots of so long ago,
When we were all together, all happy.
Photo's taken before the hurt began
Before the blame was placed.
If only I could remember what it was like,
Before the senseless fights, the secrets, the anger.
Being too young to understand I took it for granted,
How simple our life once was, and yet, how happy.
Oh, how I wish I could go back, so that I might know.
Yet staring down at the pictures I realize,
The smiles only seem to be mocking me,
Laughing. Seeming to know that they are in a better place than I.
Looking again I realize everything from then is frozen,
Mere instants from a time so long past.
And to go back would only haunt me in my sleep.
All my dreams would run back to something I would barely remember.
If something as unchanging as captured moments could not make me remember,
Nothing ever will.
I shall just live on the fact, that I know we were happy.
