Every Yearbook Burns Poem by Benjamin Feliciano

Every Yearbook Burns



I'm young enough to believe in imortality,
I hear I'm not the only one.
To hope that I will live to see change,
Is to keep faith it can be done.
Memories are left behind
As I realize we can't rewind.
For what will 'most likely to...' get you
When you cannot change their minds?
Time will march and clocks will tick,
It is pointless to try to fight it.
For this tale I hope to tell,
I need but time to write it.

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