If I could just sleep I would be free from this heart that won't stop its beating. And in my dreams I would be asleep there too and noone would be calling, and there's no way I'd be falling for the same old tricks that I did when I was awake. And if I were to dream, which I wouldnt, but if I were to, it would only be of rocking horses carved with faded wood and bikes with personalities like Shirlies and Angelines, and perhaps maybe copper hot ocean days. I wouldn't dream of you, no I
wouldn't. Not if I were asleep.
AEM 2009
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