[whisper]
i woke up because i couldn't fall asleep.
And for the first time,
i wondered
Why i had been sleeping at all.
[/end]
...
....my heart is beating...
...
...
...
... it calls to her,
begs for her
Forgiving touch.
it whispers
the need of her
like a prayer.
but truelove,
truelove,
she is no angel;
Toughlove,
Toughlove,
she
is
human.
How could you ever love a human?
I'm a human.
She is,
All these different people,
She is.
And I am
trying to be
constant.
She never even tries.
She'll spill lies
on the table,
like guts
or a royal flush.
She's that kind of gal,
And I was foolish
for ever loving her.
Then I woke up.
But I still love her.
--
...
...
...my heart is beating...
...but i am so blind...
...my heart is beating and...
...it cries
for something
unknown.
--
[whisper]
P A I N is nothing.
M I S E R Y is...life.
[/end]















Comments
--
what if you love someone you know you shouldn't love?
--
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
~Edgar Allen Poe
Good job.
--
Silence.
Reality is a Dream.
~~
I am the Poetic Photo-taking Chef.
~~~~~~~
Member of the:~sweetclub ~FDP-fanclub~FoodIsArt
--
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
~Edgar Allen Poe
--
Silence.
Reality is a Dream.
~~
I am the Poetic Photo-taking Chef.
~~~~~~~
Member of the:~sweetclub ~FDP-fanclub~FoodIsArt
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