Broken Angel

(10/13/89 / Maryland)

Those Memories


As the snow falls,
i remember all those times,
when we used to go to the big hill,
and snowboard all day,
until night fell,
and even then,
we'd stay,
just to have fun,
making so many memories.
~
Memories of all those snowball fights,
to the paintball one's too,
even memories that i wish i could forget,
like when we would get mad at each other,
but things always worked out,
and we were friends again.
~
After all those years,
the memories still remain,
i've tried to bury them deep within,
but you just wont let me,
every once in a while,
i'll see you,
in my dreams,
which keep's those memories,
so strong and lasting.
: : end: :

written: 12/13/05

Submitted: Sunday, January 15, 2006
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