Memories Of Old Poem by Jesse Milligan

Memories Of Old



I walk this world alone. I think of home, the memories I left behind..The loved ones I left to burn..It no longer matters. I'm standing on my own. All thats left is my memories of old.

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Mel Vincent Basconcillo 27 April 2009

memories..such a beautiful thing aint it? marvelous poem soft spoken yet it speaks volumes

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