SleepA Poem by candaceflynn
half past 12 in the morning
my eyes aren't tired others are dreaming hopeless i have tried ideas are on my mind flowing like waters freely more of them running wild left me to think easily sleep i need more but things i need to do when i was a child i ignore now there's nothing i want to.
© 2012 candaceflynn |
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