Remember the old times.

It’s a poem about life, about reality, a poem through my experiences and experiences derived from others.

Break up poem I suppose.

The day we look back.

Just a rap/song I wrote.

Ah, the joys of imagination…at least, I hope this is imagination.

After a trip to the local Mall, I realize I’m So Old…

I still think of you every now and then.

Where is it now?

Reminisce once more…return once again.