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Reality from Vision
I could lie awake for hours just imagining your face and will with all my might a different time and place. Bail this tortured heart out of its own prison go for broke or make a run, create reality from vision. You could sit beside me, hypnotize me with your voice, everything you say and do, realize I have no choice. Like the flow and ebb of tides I’ll wash up on your shore until I’m dragged back out and I ache and want for more. Night brings no relief as you infiltrate my dreams, hold my mind and body captive ‘til I’m bursting at the seams. Still, no negotiator could ever strike a deal for I’m a willing hostage to how you make me feel. So I'll lie awake for hours just imagining your face and will with all my might a different time and place. I've failed in all attempts to break my heart out of its prison, still hoping to create reality from vision. 04/27/02
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