Snapshots

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Snap shots scattered carelessly

Beneath feet unsure & new

Old life left behind

footprints seared into pictures

Of the person you once knew

when you look in the mirror

She's not there anymore

Fear fleets, courage bustles

Optimistic eyes draw up pensive lips

Your smile, freedom worn richly

No strings hanging over your head

pictures burning beneath your feet

They are dust, from them a phoenix rises

You are not who you were before

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