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Waking Up - A Poem.
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Date: 2008/05/23 16:01
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By: [FallingUp]
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Seeing can only be believing --
Early morning sunrises cast
doubtful shadows while weaving
effortlessly through our fairytale past,
yet the raindrops keeps on falling,
casting even stranger reflections
into the air; the dawn is calling
despite your dream-fogged objections
not unlike the way I make mist
on the mirror as I breathe onto it,
listening to you as you try to resist
the morning's rays trying to hit
your sleep-sealed eyes --
I guess it shows that you're not
as perfect as that too-bright sunrise;
you're a piece of Heaven I've caught.
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Can I just tell you that I hate this poem?
But it seems to be everyone's favorite, so I figured I'd post it.
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