Boxes

There are boxes
Inside my mind,
Different memories
Uniquely designed.
Some are happy
Some are sad,
Most just sound
Like I’m going mad.
Priceless artifacts
Pieces of time,
From every laugh
To every crime.
Every encounter
Will have a box,
Only the good times
Don’t have locks.
I’ve loved Alot
And lived my life,
But some boxes
Can barely survive.

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