Saturday, April 30, 2005
incoherent murmurs
when tiredness creeps in and pulls down on your eyes / you breathe for a second and then out of sight / like a shot in the head that felt so much needed / eyes roll under lids and they dance in their movements / the tempo of a pulse out of time with the ticking / pleads the bed's safe return - all the while you were sleeping.
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Me sleeping? Not just yet =P
hahah, i was the one typing this when i was sleeping... gotta shake off the sleepwriting habit :D
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