Beneath the dust of many years,hides your fears,your hopeless tears,
Caught up in the glossy photo-sheet, where your dreams and nightmares meet,
Radiant smiles, the suns shimmering rays, of many exhilarating,unforgettable days,
Your arm wound round me, like a protective vine-so handsome and chivalrous- once you were mine,
Once so happy, once so free,
Filled with love and bursting with glee,
Now as bitter as a sage-green lime, old and wizened from all this time,
The photo portrays my lost love and I, smitten with love though it was destined to die...
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Riding the roller coaster of teenage life! Am currently at one of the tops and hope I can stay there with the help of my fabby family and friends! Thank you Xx.
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