This is How I KnowA Poem by louanimalWhen thoughts tip-toe, leap, tango in an ever-continuing fashion like the second hand on your grandpa's favorite watch; the whole time eyes crinkled with a smile from there to Texas. When running around endlessly can't use up all the damn energy a pounding heart creates (Can it be saved in pickle jars like pennies or buttons?) and the dog knows you've gone insane. When words spill hopelessly all over his new shoes But the infamous trio can't hopscotch across your tastebuds yet even though this is how I know
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Added on December 27, 2012Last Updated on December 27, 2012 Tags: Love AuthorlouanimalScranton, PAAboutI am a very science and math based individual; however, i have been writing since I can remember. I do not share my writing many people so this is all sort of new to me. And I'm on way to becoming a d.. more..Writing
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