Open Your Heart To MeA Poem by RainbowFlames
i am made up of synonyms and antonyms,
sleepless nights, wakeless days, i walk no faster than i can sit, and sit no faster than i can sprint. i run like a wild Indian, a mad woman. intoxicated by stinging, swirling visions, visions and dreams, visions and dreams, visions and dreams.
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Added on February 28, 2011 Last Updated on February 28, 2011 Author
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