Book Of Memories

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Sad

I look down at the picture book of memories



I watch the happiness oh there was so much



Yes they knew sadness but they new happiness too



She thought she had it made yeah sure



Some people had loads of cash but she had loads of love



Some people had big houses but squished into her small house was comfort



Then it all changed slowly



Her wonderful dream turned into her worst nightmare



Her family torn to shreds her life to ashes



I watch helplessly as this goes on



Wishing i could help



But unable to



i have learned you cannot fight memories  

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Heather S's picture

i like this. i can relate to it and thats a good thing when your a writer. no one ever taught me not to hurt myself, no one ever thought id be the one with the problems so no one ever bothered. do you have aim or myspace or anything? your kind of a mystery person who started commented my poems lol