old photos die

old photos die
still faces cry
old photos die
time stealing by

the way it used to be
and how i used to feel
all thrown away
and dying today
dying today

old photos die
i close my eyes
old photos die
one always dies

i feel the end is coming in
and the air is so thin
they have nothing left to say
old photos flying away
dying today

if it helps

so why do you think i no longer care?
i haven't chaged a bit, i stayed the same
i kept inside my heart the dizzy flare
maybe it's you who got used to its flame

guess i still walk the same paths as usual
maybe i did something terribly wrong
but why did you make your conclusion
that all my passion for you had but gone?

the reason is, i think, the flow of years
the time is like that, it never stands still
and if it helps i'll repeat for your fears
i love you right now and i always will

so this is how it starts

hello
i'm max and this the place where i store my poetry
feel free to read, write comments (preferably positive)))
or just write anything you find necessary to
yt,
max