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Falling asleep, But needing to write, Too much oxygen, Or too much right, I owe it to her, to write right meow, Heartbeat is realizing, They aren't coming back that night, Like a loyal dog it begins to calm, Until they come back, And feel their palm, I don't think to stand nor sleep, Just here wherever, Trying to remember new memories to keep, It's awkward, but unforced, With delirious comfortability, But sleep eventually conquers, And my writing loosing eligibility, Dizzy, but the smiling won't cease, Waking up tomorrow, or tonight. With an awkward peace
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Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
Comfortably Uncomfortable
Falling asleep, But needing to write, Too much oxygen, Or too much right, I owe it to her, to write right meow, Heartbeat is realizing, They aren't coming back that night, Like a loyal dog it begins to calm, Until they come back, And feel their palm, I don't think to stand nor sleep, Just here wherever, Trying to remember new memories to keep, It's awkward, but unforced, With delirious comfortability, But sleep eventually conquers, And my writing loosing eligibility, Dizzy, but the smiling won't cease, Waking up tomorrow, or tonight. With an awkward peace
I originally had the title as, "awkward" but let me know what you think in the comments dear reader
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Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
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