Perceptions in Black and Gray
Art. Poems. Music. Book. Life.
Monday, August 29, 2016
Sleep
A movie plays and I'm the star
The plot is not a ploy, I wrote the scripts
Chasing after the next scene
I stumbled, forcing deep breathing
If my eyes never opened, I'd never wake. //
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