Rummaging through thoughts like a pack rat
It’s puzzling…
All hell has broken loose in there…
Echos stir, and stir.
Hearing yourself think…
Is the brink of solution,
Or the birth of a poem!
Monday, February 22, 2010
I wear my heart on my sleeve-idiom....
maybe that makes some part of me look like an-idiot...haha...
or maybe its the pink ♥hearts♥ on my shoe laces...who cares?...
love in every step...
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