He comes at night,
at shallow tides,
behind my messy dreams,
and tells me lots of nonsense
that means the world to me...
He roams my mind,
my clouded life,
whenever I don't see,
and tells me he's in love
with someone just like me...
He takes my satisfaction,
and my perceptions of some truth,
he takes me places I haven't been,
inside my head
without him.

08/30/2007

Posted on 08/30/2007
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