Monday, April 16, 2012
i feel you in my dreams without a face...
the only time i hunger...really hunger for it is right before i close my eyes for the night. how long will i question my inability to take the iniative and give somebody a chance? it is true alcohol does tend to free the frigid beast inside me. but it is not the beast that needs freeing. in my dreams i am free. i must be cause i wake refreshed and renewed like i must have got my rocks off fifty times before waking. got my rocks off and fell asleep in the arms of my rock star lover. the one that sings the songs that soothes the beast. here i go with the beast thing again. damn i need to quit that, putting myself down.
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