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Photograph

January 8, 2015
By millsy0245 GOLD, Glenorchy, Other
millsy0245 GOLD, Glenorchy, Other
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As I snap the shutter once more,
The silence has been tore,


What was once a serene scene,
Is now immortal in a dream,


The photo has been stolen from mine,
Whisked away into the depths of time,


With a sharp crisp edge,

With snow falling in a hedge,


This frozen still of life,
Will remain such a sight,


As is the curse of a blessed photo,
To be stuck in such a throe,


Condemned to hold it's peace,
Never again whole, a single piece,


And such is the horrid torment,
Of the imprisoned photograph.


The author's comments:

I was looking through some photos, and I was thinking about how we capture stills of life, and the moment is frozen in time.


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