Rememberance Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

If I find my way back home, would you even remember me.
Feeling like a distant star.
Loves loss over the years.
Walking into faded photograph, if only to bring the color back.
Bringing all the memories the forefront.
Look their is the house where I grew up.
Look their is the park where we had our first kiss.
Oh I can still feel that sensation of bliss.
Look their is the football field where I had my first real fight.
And it was over you.
I got my ass kicked of course.
But it was worth it.
Forever and always.
Oh how this place has changed, yet the landmarks are still the same.
Running the streets of small town no ones ever heard of.
Deals to be made.
A devils paradise.
Sinner to saint.
Leaving my mark once again.
But this time, but this time.
I am the stranger.
A ghost that no one knows.
Recognition, respect, living in the projects.
Chicken coops to some.
Fortunes reversed and undone.
It was good run, but I can never forget the place where I came from.