Mad ManA Poem by snapstacheSome call me crazy, Others call me mad, But a truly mad man, Never smiles, Sits in a room all day, And has no imagination, But I, Smile always, Love to run, And if you've read my works, Know I have plenty of imagination, So therefore I am not mad, But simply glad, And misunderstood, A writer, Something a mad man could never be. © 2009 snapstacheAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on December 29, 2009 Last Updated on December 29, 2009 AuthorsnapstacheAbouti made this when i was eleven wow. a lot of memories here. feel free to look around i suppose although there won't be anything new posted. more..Writing
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