sábado, 31 de octubre de 2009

Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
cannot cease for the fear
of silent nights
oh how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
the goddess of imaginary light
In my field of
paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
i lie inside myself for hours
and watch
my purple sky fly over me
I linger in the doorway
of alarm clock screaming monsters
Calling my name
lct me stay
where the wind will whisper to me
where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story
(...)
If you need to leave the world you live in
lay your head down and stay a while
though you may not remember dreaming

something waits for you to breathe again

~ Imaginary .

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