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There is no way to describe…
The heart racing, blood boiling, simple fear that sets in… A second passes and it feels like a lifetime of thoughts, fear and anxiety. Lingers in the mind, body & soul. A phobia of frogs…
what is that called?
Crazy
Crazy is more than frogs but it is a poem written to me about the depths of love and what it is supposed to be, more of the same but what I don’t get is the purpose of frogs on the love list.
Stick figure remix, words used before… the inspiration has gone, there is no more…
Much Love 💜 Much Life