Restless SleepA Poem by ashleydawn
8:50
We got home from dinner and two flow easily. Trying to explain Presentation ends in anger Surprised, I never throw things. 9:15 Attempted blockades fall quickly My fingers itch for the pen so that my mind won't be burdened with remembering. 9:37 Still four more come I only capture starters So that multiple lines won't get scrambled in the dark She was right, I can't sleep. 9:43 Still more.
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Added on April 24, 2011 Last Updated on April 24, 2011 |

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