Jun 06, 2006 22:29
Last week I had the strangest dream,
Where everything was exactly how it seemed.
And there was never any mystery
Of who shot John F. Kennedy.
It was just a man with something to prove
Slightly bored and severely confused
He steadied his rifle with his target in the center
And became famous on that day in November....
~Sleeping In
Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That you're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over...
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry...
~Nothing Better
I take a breath and pull the air in 'til there's nothing left
I'm feeling green like teenage lovers between the sheets
~Recycled Air
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
And true, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled head
When you're away when I am missing you to death
~Great Heights
Good night darlings.....if you can call it good...if I don't wake up tomorrow, you know where to find me....
Little Lotte
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