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I am tired.. my eyes dry and hazy. Its time to close them and I don't have to be a single thing.. expend any sort of energy. New times and new heights. create this world the way I like It. I have got no worries. Nothing on the taste of me. Speak exhausted gibberish and I have the taste to see nobody. Sleep now like an angel resting her head in the clouds. Carry me away to a distant land where I can bend my body as swiftly as spirit's breath. Bend like a damped twig and mossy leaves. New times, new days, new heights, for a dime.
Monday, Sept. 21, 2009
10:50 p.m. |