Rememberance Is Only Memories

I remember all the times I got stoned with you,
I remember wondering what we were going to do,
I remember all my friends calling me,
I remember me helping them try to see,
I remember them hills and all those curves,
I remember all the people even the perves,
I remember all the heartbreaks that we did share,
I remember getting in trouble but we never did care,
I remember all the times I snuck out,
I remember the times you would shout,
I remember the cops arresting the kids,
I remember all our cheap pots with no lids,
Now I am getting older and remembering won't do,
So fuck everyone here I am absolutely coming to see you.



Poetry by Justin
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Written on 2006-04-10 at 05:07

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Wangdi Gyalpo
Dear Justin,
Salute to those feelings of yours which I came to know reading your profile. Keep it up. Love, Mercy and Compassion thrives on people like you.

Your poem echoes a melancholic note. I shivered after reading your poetry. Keep up the good work and let the light of helping other burning.

One small confusion regarding I have regarding your poem is that...If I am not wrong the word Rememberance
should be Remembrance.

Your poetry would be a real art if you omit that sugarcoated word from the last line of your poem.
2006-11-22


Wangdi Gyalpo
Dear Justin,
Salute to those feelings of yours which I came to know reading your profile. Keep it up. Love, Mercy and Compassion thrives on people like you.

Your poem echoes a melancholic note. I shivered after reading your poetry. Keep up the good work and let the light of helping other burning.

One small confusion regarding I have regarding your poem is that...If I am not wrong the word Rememberance
should be Remembrance.
2006-11-22