Saturday, April 18, 2009

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My newfound inspiration
You're made of the same things
That good dreams are, darling.
I sleep well when you're here,
Walking around inside of my
Subconsciousness like you own
The place. Making me feel all
Sorts of warm in a cold world.

You're such a wonderful thing.
My only wish is that somehow I can make you feel
The way that you make me feel.
So that you can know just exactly how you bless me.

I want to twirl your hair in my fingertips
Get lost in your eyes (don't lose me).

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