A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..
In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..
These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.
They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.
October 13, 2012
I push my soul,
I push my mind, body, and every aching bit of me
To go on. Keep on.
Life is very long.
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