Treasure

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Never mind the world today



I lost my faith in the tides of time



My childhood was over before it truly began



Regrets fill my diary of life



Memories better lost than found



but the truth will always surface







Memories are like a story of beauty and the beast



Roses with thorns



My wings of imagination have been cut by the cruelty of reality



Those were my toughts before I found the slight light in life again



But they will one day again take my light away



So I will treasure what I have