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Don't Wake Me

Don't wake me
I'm dreaming
I'm breathing in the ocean
I've got wings
I'm flying
towards the light
that doesn't burn.
I'm feeling
like air
and everyone needs me.
I'm wearing
the coolest,
my heart on my sleeve.
No one can touch me
except for the cow
that jumped over the moon
and I'm dancing
and smiling
and asking the spoon
if he saw where
the shooting star went
and where could they
possibly go?
I'm seeing
I'm believing
for once in my life
that wishes have a place
in this world.
I can hear you
asking, pleading
to open my eyes
and I can hear a definite beep
like a cuss word.
Your face is the last thing
I see and it's permanent
only in my dreams.
Don't wake me.
I'm dreaming.
(of a place where we could both be.)




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natlee♥'sjacob said...
Dec. 8, 2008 at 5:24 pm:
awesomeness i love it... keep writing...
 
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