symbolic

i don't mean to dwell, but i can't help myself, when i feel the vibe, and taste a memory, of a time in life, when years seemed to stand still, i close my eyes, and sink within myself, relive the gift of precious memories, in need of a fix called innocence, when did it begin?, the change to come was undetectable, the open wounds expose the importance of, our innocence, a high that can never be bought or sold, symbolic acts - so vivid, yet at the same time, were invisible, savor what you feel and what you see, things that may not seem important now, but may be tomorrow, do you remember when, things seemed so eternal?, heroes were so real. their magic frozen in time, the only way to learn, is be aware and hold on tight, i close my eyes, and sink within myself, relive the gift of precious memories, in need of a fix called innocence, when did it begin?, the change to come was undetectable, the open wounds expose the importance of, our innocence, a high that can never be bought or sold,