Imma Moon

by Cara   May 28, 2012


I'm slipping, I slipped. Then I fell down into this deep sleep and had a crazy dream, almost like an beautiful nightmare. I thought I saw something new, something good, something different, but it was all a dream. See, I don't want to play that game on more. I gotta get up, I gotta wake up, and get back to what's real.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Cara

    Tnx I tried too get back up

  • 12 years ago

    by La Reina De Corazones

    Wow that's true sweety some fall but they gotta get up once again and this is cute and smail good poetry my dear

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