Some people didn't like it, it's a game that certain people detest.
I'm talking about the NES game 'Castlevania II: Simon's Quest'.
I bought this game in 1989 on the last day of June.
I bought it 30 years ago today in the evening or late afternoon.
It's a game where you must discover things and go exploring.
Some people say it ***** but those are the ones I'm ignoring.
You have to go in castles and collect Dracula's body parts.
You have to collect his nail, eyeball, rib, ring and his heart.
You collect Dracula's body parts in order to **** him.
Certain people hate this game but I think it is a gem.
Before playing other Castlevania games, I played this one first.
Out of all of the Castlevania's made, it certainly isn't the worst.

She was so beautiful, I just can't explain it
Her gorgeous brunette hair, and her cute smile
She was petite, and had a port-wine stain
But that didn't matter, I was madly in love

That summer went by way too fast, it ******
When we said our goodbye, I just had no clue
Would I ever see her again, was there a chance?
I wanted to stay in touch, she meant a lot to me

We had great chemistry, and she had my heart
I saw her about a year or so later, still beautiful
If I had known we would never cross paths again
I would've told her then and there, how I felt

No doubt about it, I still think about her today
I wonder what she's up to, hope she's well
I've tried to look her up, but nowhere to be found
Whenever I hear that song, I think of her

I was definitely in love, she had my heart
She will always be something special to me
Just wish I could find her, and let her know
The summer of 1989, I remember it well

I remember my younger days
Were the ashes of fire grew higher
Crowds and streets with empty praise
If they practice truth in the mirror, they´re a liar

I remember the iron curtain
Blocking any ray of sun
When crazy mind´s were the only sane
and you could´t trust anyone

I remember childhood dreams
That died for each year that I grew
A time when ends justified the means
and what joy meant no one knew

I remember beliefs forced upon me
Until I was convinced they were my own
When being a alive was the same as being free
Feeling unsafe under the roof of my home

I remember the color red
On the ground and on the flag
I remember the tears I shed
When I lost the few good things I had

I remember being scared
To sell my soul by mistake
To become like the people I feared
and not realize until it was too late

I remember a foreign earth
Across borders, beyond the wall
Where no one decided what a life was worth
I remember waiting for the barricade to fall

I remember my younger days
Memories burned into my mind
I remember the crowds and streets of heavy praise
When the fog lifted in 1989



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