Secret journal

by Dead Is The New Alive   Apr 13, 2008


Lets just lay here
and maybe they will go away
as words do when thoughts
over come you
let the breeze take your breath away
as your words do to me
the silence is so
awkward yet comforting
feeling this
as
sleep
takes over
my mind

*this poem is for C.J.A (you know who you are)*

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