To Find
By LitOnFire
Findingpicturesalmost hurts.Not expectingto bereminded of past memories.Fake smiles,even onthe sun.Maybe deep down,I knew the truth,digging throughpilesof wasted time.Nothingwas close.Picturesare foreshadows,almost crazyin the end.I hold endlesspicturesin my mind.I can flipthroughmy memory,page by page.I asked for nothing,but got my heartbroken instead.I walk with youhand in hand,as if youand I cared...genuine loveand kindness...I am disgusted,and I ripmy picture. Written September 26th, 2001 © on Sep 26 2001 06:16 AM PST 0 • 1
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"Findingpicturesalmost hurts.Not expectingto bereminded of past memories.Fake smiles,even onthe sun.Maybe deep down,I knew the truth,digging throughpilesof wasted time.Nothingwas close.Picturesare foreshadows,almost crazyin the end.I hold endlesspicturesin my mind.I can flipthroughmy memory,page by page.I asked for nothing,but got my heartbroken instead.I walk with youhand in hand,as if youand I cared...genuine loveand kindness...I am disgusted,and I ripmy picture...."