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I WROTE THIS ABOUT HOW ME AND JASON MET! AND HOE FRIENDSHIP HAS GROAN OVER THE YEARS

A poetic recounting of the events which occurred in 1331 with the secret society of The Knights Templar, and the betrayal of the puppet-Pope and King of the time.

he sees me in all states of mind, i dread to know what he thinks of me.

I just hate how some things turned out...especially how I turned out.  Sometimes I just wish I could turn some things around and redo them...but I can't...and these are my concequences.

I wrote this one in memory if events in the past, as well as the recent past. I guess I just want to know the truth for once...

title adapted from the book
I remember Nothing More

I didnt write this poem out of a personal trauma, but i think that everyone can relate to it one way of another. Just remember to take from the past and learn from it rather than watch it shredding before you