Tuesday, November 3, 2009

poem 32

"I Don't Even Know"

Everyone has one thing that is their ultimate
Pet peeve.
And everyone has patience for different things.
Some people hold everything in until they finally
Explode.
And some people explode on a daily basis.
Many people keep secrets.
And many people fail at keeping even their own lives private.
But somehow, we all exist here, together. Different.

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