Fallen Angel~Broken Halo

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 Portfolio of Your Past

Age stained, long lost,
Yellowed pages.
filled with childish writings,
And yesterday's phrases.

Long ago rhymes,
Dreams forgotten by time.

Endless prose and syllables,
Describing how you feel.
Looking back on these words,
You wonder if it was real.

Like pictures in an album,
You can see your soul matured.
A portfolio of your past,
All those unopened doors.

Expressions from the heart,
You printed out with pain.
Silly little love poems,
Of things you'll never feel again.

I think I've seen it all,
Though out the years.
Looking for myself,
between the hurt and tears.
Only realize I was always here.

Copyright 2003/2010
Tamara Seraph


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