Wake up at night sometimes
And think slow syrup thoughts
That remind you of the importance
Of thinking with your heart
Though these foggy musings
Will ebb with the tide of morning
Tomorrow you will be left
With the imprint of their shape
Like footprints in the sand
Yet they reach back
And warm the callouses of your soul
Sunday, February 08, 2009
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Shadow Simon says: somewhere along the way Shadow Simon says: you've lost sight of who you are Shadow Simon says: and you lost the words...
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