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This Noisy Head I Live In

this noisy head i live in it just never quiets down theres some motherf#@ker screaming at two am about some unpaid bills or parking tickets and some other idiot going on and on about some girl that left somebody is allways throwing trash out in the common area little bits of some ancient relationship small parts of some old mystery just want to tell em all ''will you all please shut up" stop that godawful freakin racket some fool on the roof shouting poetry just when your drifting off to sleep another idiot in the basement throwing monkey wrenches in the works always somebody causing some kind of ruckus just want to scream "can we PLEASE get some peace and quiet for five minuets" this crazy head i live in i want to move to some nice quiet country house where you never hear a sound peaceful with birds chirping where i can get some rest not this confounded noisy head i live in not this apartment building of lunatics i call a mind

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Date: 10/7/2014 11:12:00 AM
Very creative writing, Mark, the way you describe your mind. I enjoyed your poem. A nice quiet country house sounds like heaven. Believers in Christ will know that peace someday. But in the meantime, buy some earplugs. Blessings, Darlene
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