The random ramblings of an aspiring Poet, tilted on one side and uneasy on the other - Given to Natalie A Fiawoo S.O.A.P
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Night night...
Stars fall into place and I wear the night as a comforting blanket.
Two unreturned missed calls later and I fall asleep to silence.
Existing only when, where and how I am given permission.
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