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Submitted:Jan 18, 2010 Reads: 97 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
I lay here unable to sleep. My head pounding.
Why is it, I am unable to calm and rest like I want?
I ask the moon way above in the star woven sky.
Because my lust and love are mixed together.
Flashes of images bounce in my head.
Will I ever get it right. I think to my self.
Must I always be confused in my very soul.
In my heart I know love matter's most.
In my head lust matters most.
In my soul, I know I want both........
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