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I lay in my bed,

my eyes are closed but I'm awake,

a rush of cold air flows through my window,

it smells as sweet as the rain outside,

I breathe in heavily,

as I exhale, my chest lowers

I pull my blanket to my shoulders,

Who knew August could be so cold?

Another gust flows in,

I breathe in,

I breathe out,

this is relaxation,

and even if I never sleep,

the sweet bass of Norah Jones,

is better than any dream
©2007-2009 ~andrea-leeanne-13
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This was something I wrote during one of my infamous sleepless nights

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:iconrhian-oran:
Yay poem - wait u posted this 2 minutes ago, have 2 favs and 11 views??

*shocked and awed*
*not faving whahaha...*
meh now I feel bad...favs
:iconkyon-kichi:
i love this. i too have insomnia, and i have to be alive at 5:00 in the morning

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10% Luck, 20% skill, 15% concentrated power of will, 5% pleasure, 50% pain = 100% reason to remember the name.
:iconsnakk3:
what can i say?
you made me visualize what you were describing

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