Sometimes I just can't help it.
Thinking that's life like my last,
memories that shaped me
from about a past dream,
when I snored,
we kissed in the time
when we laughed.
I can only feel comfortable when
I do what it is I have to
make everything inside my life true.
Sunday, May 25, 2014
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