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Scrap Book memories

Push on the button as the lens eclipses a flare
thousandth of a second drags while you try to prepare,
a moment of your life captured by the blink of an eye
blushed in the face apparent you were shy,
a snapshot of your glory days
reminisce on memories as if an embarrassing phase,
pose for that one position hold a strong smile
the uneducated photographer capturing your style,
flash flash flash twilight through your eyes
look back at your famous grin with utter surprise,
now clear photos of a once handsome you
to be archived among friends you once knew,
just a collection of jubilant times
scrap booked randomly scribbled with rhymes.

thats wicked deep! love it !

Ha-ha, a little meaning,