Be the kind of woman that when your feet hit the floor each morning the devil says, "Oh crap, she's up!"

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Hello Goodbye

I said my piece
To make my peace
I tried to say it right
The anger deep inside me 
Just makes me want to fight

AHahaAHA. Can you tell that's been a hell of a long time since I've written any rhyming poetry?! (Try 05/05/05... actually, it may be more recently than that... possibly 11/26/05.) These few lines have been stuck in my head for about 2 weeks now and decided to write it out--sounds a lot better when you think of it as a slam piece (slam piece... oh, you.). Who am I kidding?! *Rolls eyes at self* Slam piece. It's a bit contradictory, but oh well... I am a walking contradiction at times--okay, most of the time. 

Won't have much time to dwell on the anger, so expect to see the splashes of red here when necessary. I'll leave the sob stories for personal correspondence. 

Good day. Don't let the thunder scare you. Don't let the lightning strike you.

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