Inflicted Poem by Aldo Kraas
Inflicted
There were people that inflicted pain in my life
for a long time including my mom
And it made me so sad back then
But the people that had inflicted pain on me I never saw them again
Or crossed their path again
Because I don't know where they are
And it doesn't matter to me anymore because it is now history
Eventhough the past is the past
Friday, March 18, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: history,mom,pain,people,sad
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8/28/2026 9:49:45 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
The past belongs to another time; best leave alone. Living in the present is more profitable to the individual than raking the past.