Keepsake
All emotions take over
Everything runs through my head.
As I sit here and ponder all the things I've ever said.
Hard times and struggles, magic moments to last a lifetime.
It's never hard to find my next word of rhyme.
And as I write it's easy for me to see, that after all the things I've been through right here as me, is where I want to be.
But as my thoughts and feelings are layed out on a table, I make a timeline of my life on a cable.
Writing's not just a way of expressing my emotion, but a short story version of my life in motion.
Memories to cherish as I grow each and every day.
So I have something to always remind me as they slowly drift away.
-KayLee Bree Shaw
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