Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Inside every lie
There are a thousand
Folded surprises
Tightly wound
Too much coffee
Too much ceiling
Lying in bed
Staring at the stars
Invisible because
The lies get in the way.

1 comment:

post-it said...

touching i like it LOTS!

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