Originally Written: September 19, 2009
To every pinnacle moment,
There is a memory,
Created with purpose and meaning,
Might it be a dream or some figment of what is an intense emotion,
To find yourself in utter awe as the memory constantly remind you,
Of what could be or what would be,
If you had the stomach to do so,
To not let nerves kill the one chance you may ever have,
At happiness or confidence or even piece of mind,
To stop the world and melt for you
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