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A man sees a child in an old photo album of his… He finally did it He achieved success. He tasted greatness Tastes like Cool watermelon on a warm day Innocence Captured in the boys’ shortness in stature Charisma Can’t be contained in a camera’s lens Royal Blue Clothing Doesn’t convey his feelings genuinely Crimson red would suit his mood authentically Wishes the dress shirt would fit his enthusiasm Mentally exhausted from the ceremony Young underachiever is so eager for leisure Smile is wide and great, baby teeth are revealed Moment is so surreal. Happiness is all he feels There is zeal and anticipation for the future Hair is brushed to the side like his critics in class His parents hope this adorable image will last Like there marriage of twenty years and then some Oh what a time it was, to hope and dream Of what it would be like to be a teen A man looks at the picture in his hand He shakes his had in disgust, he’s pensive Wonders how is passion was replaced with apathy How his life turned into a catastrophe The moment in the picture Was perfect Like the frame that concealed it
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Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 2:45 PM UTC
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A man sees a child in an old photo album of his… He finally did it He achieved success. He tasted greatness Tastes like Cool watermelon on a warm day Innocence Captured in the boys’ shortness in stature Charisma Can’t be contained in a camera’s lens Royal Blue Clothing Doesn’t convey his feelings genuinely Crimson red would suit his mood authentically Wishes the dress shirt would fit his enthusiasm Mentally exhausted from the ceremony Young underachiever is so eager for leisure Smile is wide and great, baby teeth are revealed Moment is so surreal. Happiness is all he feels There is zeal and anticipation for the future Hair is brushed to the side like his critics in class His parents hope this adorable image will last Like there marriage of twenty years and then some Oh what a time it was, to hope and dream Of what it would be like to be a teen A man looks at the picture in his hand He shakes his had in disgust, he’s pensive Wonders how is passion was replaced with apathy How his life turned into a catastrophe The moment in the picture Was perfect Like the frame that concealed it
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Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 2:45 PM UTC
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