this is strange.  and definitely not a poem.  but it's 7am and i can't get back to sleep because i just had the strangest dream, and i don't want to forget it.
( D R E A M )

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i am a writer
i am a writer
i am a writer 
i am a writer
i am

all that i want is to make you proud of me
and all that i want is to somehow make you see

do you know how much i love you
do you know how much i love you
with every note i sing
i hope you hear what you gave to me
do you know 
do you know

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you are who you are in the dark not in the light ( Read more... )

i've always done the right thing ( Read more... )

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