“BEING MAD”

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    “BEING MAD”
    As I walk back and forth, the madder I get. I don’t even know why I’m mad, guess I just am. There’s no reason or cause. Guess I’m mad at the world. I don’t even know what could of made me mad. Did I wake up on the wrong side of the bed? Was it something on TV? was it a phone call? I don’t know. What ever it was it made me angry. I can’t even thing of what it could be. What ever it was it pushed a button, hit a nerve. Guess I’ll never know why I’m mad today.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    ajbella’s Poems (24)

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    mommy 0 08/17/2010
    momma 0 08/17/2010
    missing mom 0 08/17/2010
    never 1 08/17/2010
    out cast 1 08/17/2010
    Sky 0 01/29/2010
    come home to me 0 11/27/2009
    I am 1 11/27/2009
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    Mother 0 11/27/2009
    Wild Child -4 11/27/2009
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