...and
I went to bed
without a thought
of what you never said...
Your life is a ship in a bottle
...and...
I'm trying to shake it...
Trying to move the waves
in your heart,
turning it back
to what you once said...
Friday, November 21, 2008
Pondering thoughts transfering like flickering rays over my sleepless night Purple old dust came out from under my bed I saw all my lost dreams arriving from the far a ways
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