by Jesse Lagreca

Created on: May 12, 2008

Our life stories

I found a story neglected by
The waiting endless flow of time
I picked it up and went along
And found the place where I belong

The pages brittle yellow old
Would break in two if made to fold
The cover torn the spine would break
It held one final tale to make

As I dived in and turned each page
The letters seemed to shine and fade
And as the story wove about
The first pages were falling out

A tome of beauty, love and lust
Of friendship true and broken trust
It's final tale was right and just
Now broken it shall fade to dust

I found a story neglected by
The waiting endless flow of time
Of love and truth carried with me
Though lost to all will always be

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