Night Confusion
NIGHT CONFUSION
Empty confusing heart
aching arms
bruised
elated
limbs feel loved and lost
Were you here last night?
Did you love me?
Did I love you?
Wicked
Wicked
Dream.
Wicked
Wicked
Heart
Did I dream this?
Did I read this?
Was it in a film?
Can’t remember
love makes facts a blur
Isn’t it peculiar
Life will never change
All heads play tricks
And my crazy head plays more
Wicked
Wicked
Days
Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2012
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