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Sober.
February 1, 2011
I am drunken words,
letting the sober thoughts breathe.
I am twisted dreams,
leting the consious mind leak.
I am higher then a kite,
wanting to leave with the breeze.
I am young,
and old in a way.
I am free,
but chained to the sink.
I am broken,
though i am whole.
I am beleif,
while at once being dream.
I am me,
simply put.
© Anonymous
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