I Remember
I remember the way we use to be and I remember how much you meant to me
I rember the day you came to me and said that we could never be.
I remember the way i watched you go and the heart achs i couldn't control
The memories I have day after day the ones that don't seem to go away.
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Scars | 0 | 07/21/2009 |
| I Remember | 0 | 07/21/2009 |
| Broken Heart | 0 | 07/12/2009 |
| Things to forget | 0 | 07/09/2009 |
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