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"Open up your mind, Let your fantasies unwind."

you're finding old polaroids and fifty cent lipstick
and the sky's never looked so bluish gray.
you're coming clean,
over and out.
you're singing yourself to sleep again
because you left your night light behind
and you need to see to close tonight's eyes.
you're all choked up in scarves
and sweating over coffee
and the way it never seemed quite right
made everything seem wrong.
all these windows are locked
but you're still leaving.
how do you keep a secret like that?

Reviews

[Vesa Lee]

This is a pretty interesting piece you have here.
Very vivid images come to mind whilst reading it...
Very strange and lovely images...
And I like it. ^-^ I really do.

But I'm curious.
In the description above you've quoted an Andrew Lloyd Webber song...
...is there some sort of significance in that?
But again, it's just curiosity...*smile*
Great write.

[Cortney Lynn]

you know, i agree with ashley. thats what i thought of the first time i read it.

[ashley]

this strikes me as a coming out poem, not to be a b***h