Sleepless and full of wonder
I ponder impossibilities
The reality is simply wasted time and unfulfilled superiority
As I lay staring upon my ceiling
I write to give it meaning
Though I know I am lacking depth and understanding
The beginning lies within the dawn
I can only hope to spawn the other side of me
Tonight I'm far too gone dreaming of what could be
Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 4:57 AM UTC
Sleepless and full of wonder
I ponder impossibilities
The reality is simply wasted time and unfulfilled superiority
As I lay staring upon my ceiling
I write to give it meaning
Though I know I am lacking depth and understanding
The beginning lies within the dawn
I can only hope to spawn the other side of me
Tonight I'm far too gone dreaming of what could be
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