His Past
I learned about him.
I learned about his past,
A past no one should ever endure.
A past so horrid that it will forever haunt him.
A past that made him what he is today.
But a past is a past.
It will always stay in the past.
Even when it comes to haunt him.
I will always be there to help him through.
Back to the present.
Where none knows what’s next.
We are here,
In the present.
And we will never go back to the past.
The past is dead and so is the old him.
Now is the new.
Whom I will be with always.
~Campy191
2-28-2013
****(This poem is about the phantom of the opera if you didnt know)*****
****(i dont own the phantom of the opera)******
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PoetryJust a bunch of poems that I write, and I know they are not good, but I try. Most of the stories may be related to The Phantom of the opera. Some may not. It will say at the end of the poem if it is. Some are sad so if you don't like sad then don't...
