Sanity comes in many shapes and sizes. Mine usually comes in penguin form. Following are what I term 'scribbles'. This almost-poetry is my attempt at self-expression.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Snap
Snap. Here we go again. I want to hide under a table. What just happened? I don’t know. All begins to slow,
Slower…
Stop.
Music fails, Words crumble. Oh Lord, I need You now.
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