Saturday, 30 November 2013

In The Middle Of The Night

     I need to get some sleep. I'm so tired. In the middle of the night I think of think that I shouldn't be thinking of. Can't get some rest. Don't look at me. Just in time I'm afraid that everything's changing. And for the worst. Gravity always wins and I fall from my bed. Twice. Every night.
     The dreams are strange and exhausting. Terrible short films. Things that could happen but never do. It wears me out.

and if I could be who you wanted...

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