Sunday, May 29, 2005

Insomnia

All of last night, I chased a dark angel
And yet she eluded me, I don't know why
When she finally grew weary of the game
She disappeared in the mists in my brain
Only to let the hot sphere rise....
Is this the rambling of a sleepy child
Or the spent energy of a youth gone wild?

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