Headaches and pill dreams

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
It was two a.m. hence the subject matter being boring.

Submitted: December 27, 2010

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Submitted: December 27, 2010



Pour a drink,
come on kid let's talk it over,
I know we can sleep for days - never think,
and we can keep our dreams undercover,
but am like a broken machine and am pushed to the brink.

"Baby why so cold?",
it's all you ever seem to say,
well I was never taught how to love and how to hold,
but pretty baby am going to be okay.

I know it's been such a long time,
now am older and so much colder,
the dark days are my life and that's my favourite crime,
"Come on, come on, baby get bolder!"

These days am having trouble sleeping and dreaming,
maybe it's all the secrets am keeping,
all the dirty little things am scheming,
I think it's just the thought of feeling that silly little heart beating.

Don't let yourself love me,
but let me have you forever,
I want to keep you 'cause I could never let you just be,
don't you just want to be with me for ever and never?



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