FramesA Poem by ZeStrange
She watched as she snapped ...
memory after memory, frame by frame. And she wondered why would all this go? It's beyond her comprehension, it bleeds her dry ever so silently … The thoughts flood through her head … Something she has little control of, and yet she finds some comfort ... in capturing this moment in time. Life is happening a second at a time … bittersweet seconds.
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