alarm clock

jfs5-10-10jfs5-10-10 Posts: 326
edited February 2011 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Phone wakes me up at 6 am.
Sometimes I wonder when does it end.
Horoscope says the pieces are falling into place
But I think the last one is off somewhere in space.

Don't you know?
Know what I need?
Keep givin me life but I still
Can't breathe.
Can't breathe.
Lost under the covers
You and me.

You're my alarm clock.
All that I got.
I keep it all in
And these feelings all rot.
Smell that smell of chances lost.
<b>Your light's reflected now,... reflected from afar...
We were but stones,... your light made us stars</b>

Buffalo 5-10-10...First PJ show..Life changing..magical..
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