3 A.m., How I Love Thee...

I sat on the wall

I sat on the wall

I sat on the wall with my pants rolled up.

And I didn't care that my legs were bare

'cause I sat so high I touched the sky

and held the sun in my hands.

 

 

I love the sweet nonsense of insomnia.

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18-21, F
Mar 13, 2010