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Moments Only In Our Minds

Contributed by abnormalpunk on Friday, 20th August 2004 @ 05:05:16 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



i remember playing in the sand
i remember holding his sisters hand
and he got mad and beat me up
telling me to leave her and give up

timeless pieces of our lives
hidden among the ashes of our lies

we all grew up on the same street
the fort in the woods was where we'd meet
we thought that we'd be friends forever
i wouldnt ever give us up, never

forgotten times that we shared
like when we all really cared

having sleep overs in the sixth grade
sleeping in a blanket tent that we made
the boy down the street was the one we mocked
we pointed and laughed, man we rocked

rancid memories of our past
all escaping us so fast

sharing a limo on the way to the prom
nothing for us ever seemed to go wrong
we were all in it until the end
even the weddings we didnt attend

private thoughts that we only knew
we were best friends and we were few




Copyright © abnormalpunk ... [ 2004-08-20 17:05:16]
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Re: Moments Only In Our Minds (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 20th August 2004 @ 05:48:15 PM AEST
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I really like the rhymes, it has good flow. Also it has a good ending line, which I love. I think it makes a good poem better.


Re: Moments Only In Our Minds (User Rating: 1 )
by Pyrofungus on Saturday, 21st August 2004 @ 04:06:53 PM AEST
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I really liked this! Most people that we grow up with we don't still end up being friends with later on in life...we go our seperate ways...

please comment on my work too
Summer




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