Saturday, December 18, 2010

Somewhere To Be

Vivid dreams in morning,
Others thoughts adorning,
Time to put them down,
To live my own.

Heart is slowly breaking out,
Glowing like a lighthouse,
Guiding me through stormy seas,
Nowhere else to run.

Tearing down these walls around,
Skinned knees and handmedowns.
No time to curse the donor,
I have somewhere to be.


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