sometimes the quiet can be
disquieting
even if my raucous laugh
thrills
shrills my ears
it never fills me the way
sadness and emptiness could
what ways do they know of my heart
when all they hear
is laughter
empty sounds
life void of meaning
searching, plunging
into the depths
soul catcher
be my dream
- living. working. loving. praying. laughing. playing.
- random, quirky, weird, wonderfully complicated,energy-absorber, saccharinely-sweet, princessy-brat, perky-bitch, intuitive to the point of freaky-psychic, forever an island girl, climbing walls, stringer of words, paint dabbler, picture-taker, gimmick-thinker, perpetual organizer, proponent of simple joys, amateur tag-liner, meandering old soul, a google girl, a closet martha stewart/emily post, the best coffee-maker and a spa-addict.
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