There's gonna be that day,
When we're all older.
And growing more mature by the day.
We're gonna forget how we were when we were younger.
We're gonna forget how we all played silly games together.
We're gonna forget everything,
Thus acting like we barely knew each other.
- just because we'd try to be something we're not.
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A Poet's Random Notes
PoesíaThis is my book take a look. It's nothing special but that's my opinion to you. What have you got to lose? This is random poems I do on random days, so please mind my delay at times. love, hate, misery, joy, confusion, all summed up- all enclosed i...
