Painful DaysA Poem by Snowman MikeAs the days go painfully by, I do my best to hold my head up high, At the faintest memory I start to cry, People stop and wonder why.
A tear for all the good times spent, A few more for things not meant, Unable I am now to repent, I should of mentioned before you went.
The mad times were indeed insane, We just let loose and didn't refrain, Now I am left alone with the pain, Not knowing if I'll see you again. © 2013 Snowman MikeReviews
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1 Review Added on April 22, 2008 Last Updated on June 16, 2013 AuthorSnowman MikeHull, United KingdomAbout33 Years old with a crazy mind and pure heart. Inspired by friends who help by providing raw material in the form of inspiration for some of my work. more..Writing
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