Memories

Memories

A Poem by QuietPoet
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Talking about 3 different things in one poem. Hope you like it.

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Memories

My memories are always inside of me

They sink in my mind

I want to go back to the way it was

Where I went to the place that made me smile

Being around the people that have saved me

Now that we all have moved on

A lot of us have fallen apart..

I was asked to keep this family together

But I am failing miserably..

We can’t go back

And all we have left are the memories..

 

The memory of you haunts my mind

Why can’t I just delete you..

None of the good memories we shared are with me

Its what you did to my heart

You beat it until there was nothing left

I would never want to go back and redo everything with you

I would love to go back and have never met you..

Your just a bad memory that is with me

And the events that happened

I can’t go back

But all you’ll have are the memories..

 

You have walked into my life

And all I ever wanted was someone to care

You and I are in that same boat

And I think there is a reason we met

Because we are alike

You were scared of what I would think of you

But I liked everything before

Nothing would ever change that

Whatever happens from here

And the memories we build

Is what is important to me..

© 2008 QuietPoet


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Even though you incorporated three different meanings in one piece, they were each unique and you could tell themapart and enjoy ever bit. You will have pleanty to time too build up those memories :)

Posted 16 Years Ago



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QuietPoet
QuietPoet

Las Vegas, NV



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Hello, my is kylie, I havent been on here for a long time, i haven't written in years so bare with me. Reading all my old stuff brings back a lot of memories. I have a husband and twin girls, i would.. more..

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