August 11, 2009
By emariehl9 SILVER, Trumbull, Connecticut
emariehl9 SILVER, Trumbull, Connecticut
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I turn you on
And I lay there
With you, my thoughts run wild
And my dreams are lost
After what seems like hours,
I turn you off
And I lay there
Without you, my dreams are endless
And I understand my thoughts,
For what seems like minutes
And I lay there

The author's comments:
Most of the time, I spontaneously get inspired. But when i wrote this, I was laying in my bed, trying to write about the things in my life that are constantly on my mind. Nothing came to me. So i turned around and saw my lamp.

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