Monday, May 30, 2016

I can't Help It 12.20.06

Don't fear speech.
What's in your head?
My running shoes are all thrown away,
and I am staying in your bed.

You can't sleep,
I toss only to turn.
My mind bends inside itself
trying to wrap around you
and your quiet mood.

Let me save you
once.
Tell me you need me
once.

Lie,

but please don't lie alone.

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