so it all seems quiet
spilled--like memories come in waves that drown me and the others as i float and segue into a field of flowers i watch the clouds for any answers they might provide. maybe i'll come to be a great person, a quiet rebel that sits in the back and makes the world stand up and sigh more than once or twice or...
the darkness had washed over me, and my dreams were real in that i could grasp for something and see myself grabbing for nothing but air when i awoke--dying in the bed w/no smiles around me.
make me beautiful, sir.
make me laugh and feel the tickles all around.
i'll sleep oh so better when i know the tide changes and my heart is no longer heavy.
spilled--like memories come in waves that drown me and the others as i float and segue into a field of flowers i watch the clouds for any answers they might provide. maybe i'll come to be a great person, a quiet rebel that sits in the back and makes the world stand up and sigh more than once or twice or...
the darkness had washed over me, and my dreams were real in that i could grasp for something and see myself grabbing for nothing but air when i awoke--dying in the bed w/no smiles around me.
make me beautiful, sir.
make me laugh and feel the tickles all around.
i'll sleep oh so better when i know the tide changes and my heart is no longer heavy.
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but id settle for being not brokenhearted and less than ugly heh