it's foggy out there, i'll be sleeping with fear tonight.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Sweet Dreams, Sweet Cheeks
my dreams are made of fear and hope. on nights when you can play connect-the-dots with the stars, hope puts on a play while i sleep. but, i guess hope gets tired after a while and so do the stars. fear takes his turn and the sky isn't so bright.
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