something to keep

Saturday, February 11, 2012

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it must be love, i felt it tug. i cant feel you anymore but i felt rhymes relate~
the dreamscape~ a sky painted with heaven
enchanting bits danced through an electric fence,
im dying on the moon tonight, faint fits poetic wishes~  
held runaway images, don't blink. 
i tore out those eyes, the visions too deep~ 
keep crying still
you know you're asleep.  


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