It’s funny how we see each other nowI remember when we walked the stageYou remember when I stole a balloon at Disneyland and skipped awayYou say I’m a legendBut in the end, I’m just a story to you Memories in the pastPop this, take thatMemories in the past18 hours, won’t last I go from chasingContinue reading “Memories in the Past”
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Taboo Poetry 