I remember that day,
a boy,
young and brave,
men of courage,
found a way to cross that cliff,
his at risk,
off that cliff.
No one knows,
For deadmen tells no tales.
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Memories
NezařaditelnéThis is all my own poem, this is all my own thoughts, my words thats unspoken, disgusting mistakes were made, forgive us, the damned and the forgotten. why did I named it memories? because it all happened to me. Yes, all the adventures I had, they h...
