"Why did you dance with me?"
"Because I wanted to."
"You seem to just do what you want, don't you?"
Words, pictures, moments, thoughts.
My head is teeming with them.
One fades, another replaces it.
Some are good, some are bad. All of them about you.
Maybe once I'm asleep, it'll go away. Leave me alone.
Goodnight.
"Haven't had a dream in a long time.
See, the life I've had
can make a good man bad.
So for once in my life,
let me get what I want.
Lord knows it would be the first time."
-The Smiths.
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