poem again. "ALBUM"

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"ALBUM' As I flip on the pages, on pictures collaged i kept on watching faces, changes. remenacing. Beyond every picture, was a memory that flickers. I count myself in Lucky me, i've got them. Every Smoke I breathe, was another glimpse to the past. Just when I thought i've lost the battle I'de stand up another fall. Knowing there was always; even few That'll always remain on you. What was left from those battles I've been Are those what I conquered within. Just another step to another second chance for there in my mind "They push me to the top' knowing there would always be those soldiers who'll join me to march every fight. They are called my friends Enemies on beliefs. Your comforts from your doubts, Your reason why you're living. As I finish watching these I'll start another book. Again another chapter Another memories in a binder. I'll spend everyday Reminding my soul, That beyond every dark days There's always spotlights on those roads. Though some may re-arrange Those few will remain. There in my old book They are the remains from why im living. That in every downs, I'll always remember They are my pushers I'll always stand tall. Others can judge them, Label us as what they see. But only we Can merely recognize "who's this?" A long time fellow; A forever friend. ~again, its random. not lyrical. ^^ comments will be highly respected.