photographs and memories
pictures of those i love and those i miss
but nothing takes me back
like the tune of a familiar song
close my eyes and i can see
young girl of fourteen
listening to the words they sing
trying to imagine the love and
the heartache from every guitar string
years later on
close my eyes and i can feel
every feeling i felt
the longing from the song of a foreign tongue
the bliss of a carefree and optimistic voice
the heartache from a melancholy guitar solo
every minute a memory
forever etched in the folds of my brain
carved into a soft heart of glass
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