Sunday, August 17, 2008

My Blury eyes
Cloud the 20-20 vision 
I have of you
And there you go again
The dreamcatcher couldn't even catch you
Flying by
Like fast cars
Headlights make way to hindsight
And the if-only's
And the blue moon
Is the same one we swam under 
And it's pregnant at it's roundest
And I'm fine
Because it's silly to think you wouldn't follow me
Into my night sky.

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