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wideawake

"wideawake" - 5/17/2007

I didn't think I could sleep through the night
in your arms without
whispering something you'd regret

when I feel your heart's breath
it reminds me of oceans

I've never loved to swim
the water seems like death
waiting to dance inside my pores

but undeterred, I lie soul-still,
restless 'till I rise
fighting the calm like it is

the ocean, fighting its own tide

what's true and ashamed to speak
what's warm and afraid to shiver
what's red and just out of reach

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