words ever flowing/pieces of me

Sleep

Awaken..
Alive She said...
This broken window is through
What I can see this city
and all our dreams.
"Ain't nothin' what it seems"
though we fake like
it's such a grand life
go back to sleep.
Children...
Believe,
Believe
in your dreams.

Jason Lammons

Copyright ©2003 Jason P Lammons


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