Eleventh Entry: 11/9/09 8:24:44 PM
In the previous entry I attempted to be creative and soulful. It is quite obvious that I need improvement in this area, so I will try another poem.
Memories
When I look back
I remember nothing,
When I look back a second time,
I remember pain.
It’s pain what it makes us.
It’s pain that keeps us human.
It’s pain that keeps me going.
It’s pain that make those good moments great.
It’s getting rejected
That makes it great to slow dance with that girl.
It’s pain that causes grief.
It’s pain which fulfills my memories.
It’s fighting with a best friend,
Or being told to go away.
It’s pain which brought us into the world.
It’s pain that will take most of us out.
It is pain that defines me.
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Depressing much? But really good ;) Makes you think. Me gusta, Samson! Your blog is very thought provoking, keep it up! Tienes talento.
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