Sunday, December 11, 2011

Hearing Her Whispers In The Night. Comments

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As the sun rises in the east, we lay in the west.
You believe I am not dreaming sweat dreams.
As the dogs bark to eachother the tales of beast, we have no interest.
You believe I am not hearing what is there to be heard.
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