I never know what to say - what does it matter? Take the poems and twist them to how they fit you. Or recoil in horror and think to yourself " Thank God I'm not that twisted!" Not that I am that twisted, just..... murky, shall we call it?
Anyhoo it doesn't matter what's going on; death, love, loss, bipolar lows, whatever...... all paths lead us here regardless, so........
Much Luv!!!!! And Thanx for Stoppin By!
Smooches!!
Teeta~ |
