There are days life is joyful and light like a butterfly on a flower.
There are those nights King Kong has chosen my shoulders to sit on.
Like love doesn't exist in this life. And panic is waving 'hello' to me.
Time to play some soft voodoo;
Breath in... ,Breath out...
and wait for the dawn to face the new day.
1 comment:
Oh what a PERFECT post you made here!
I have had these feelings as well!
-Gypsy
http://gypsyfroggie.blogs.com
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