reading saved my life.A Poem by brianna vega
when i was young id stay up all night
in a tent made of sheets and dreams id fight the heavy lids with a flashlight sword and a book for a shield words taste so much sweater in the stolen night when i was young id lay in my ship of a bed battling monsters and demons in my mind id lay in the middle so nothing could drag me overboard as the waves rocked and tossed me to sleep when i was young when i was young when i was young id dream these stolen words taste so much sweeter in the dead of night mommys sleeping works been hard never seen daddy and hes not coming home schools no fun these kids dont know how to dream when i was young id stay up all night in a tent made of sheets and dreams id fight the heavy lids with a flashlight sword and a book for a shield © 2010 brianna vega |
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Added on November 29, 2010 Last Updated on November 29, 2010 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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