F l o r a b u d D

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Sleep

Ink runs through
There's lots going on
I didn't know
What I should do
I love you ~
It's empty sometimes
People's lives are filled
And you just don't know where to go
Everytime ~ it flows
And you just don't know
How easy it is to become
So down with everything going on
And it's fine, you'll be okay;
Sleep!

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