May 2011
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Yes I understand.
A night of tossing and turning in bed
Of light sleep heavy with dreams
Only to be rewarded by a throbbing
headache in the morning.
Dreams of spectrum
And colors of mockery and frustration swirls
in red rage and echoes of blue madness
floating in a black expanse of every
promise and hopes trapped in the
consciousness of temporary
honest insanity
only to wake up and...
