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A Poem by brianna vega

late night and i cant sleep cant dream though your singing to me
late night and im alone
my radio is my only home
i tell the stars the secrets we shared and how you looked with your blowing hair

© 2010 brianna vega


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Deja Vu~wow-this is my thought every sleepless night i own...

""my radio is my only home
i tell the stars the secrets we shared,
and how you looked with your blowing hair""

~~this i a beautifully instinctive-intuitive creation--Love It !

;)


Posted 15 Years Ago


short but lovely...

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on December 18, 2010
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brianna vega
brianna vega

city of lost angels, CA



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