A GuiltA Poem by luciddreamersat on my porch thinking how my body was reacting so violently to my oversleeping this morning, (also known as a panic attack)It ended as soon as this was written maybe there is such a thing as magicOh my gosh, I overslept, what a horror and oh the guilt, while the seasons turned, the politicians fought, the religious "authority" blamed, while the last seven years we have tuned in to watch two and half men and the world continues, if only I had, then I could of been laughing instead of angry, because I overslept
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2 Reviews Added on October 28, 2010 Last Updated on October 28, 2010 AuthorluciddreamerCarrollton, GAAboutFirst they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win....Gandhi more..Writing
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