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My Little Piece Of Heaven

And in a little while
For a little while
I’ll be
In my little piece of heaven
Everything for my everything
Everything for this everything
Every thing always has been
For this very thing
For my little piece of heaven
And soon I’ll rejoice
Sing off-key and hop terribly alike
And soon I’ll go back
To my everyday life
But for now I’m awake
And I feel alive
Because it may be for a little while
But I’ll be in my own
private
Little piece of heaven
In just a little while

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Daily Prompt: Smoke

Like the haunting tale recalled,

Of the nightly beast that haunts.

The smoke he smoked went up and blurred

In rings it went and evanescence.

His mouth was shaped into an O,

As if the beast inside was trying to grow.

The ring resembled the moon so close

It threatened to change the moonless night.

His hissing blow shatters the silence,

Of the howling wolf his stance compares.

He smiles at us and shrugs his frame

But inside lays something that has had fame.

Atop he shows he doesn’t know.

Inside a joke with the beast he shares.

 

via Daily Prompt: Smoke

P.s.: Don’t smoke. It appears to be cool but it kills. Don’t smoke.

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I Sleep With My Eyes Open

I sleep with my eyes open.

But I don’t live with my eyes closed.

My dream stays awake with me.

Active inside me every second.

Passive lays the need to sleep,

Passive lays my fatigue.

I sleep with my eyes open.

To Dream unrealistically,

But stay in my senses to fulfil them.

I sleep with my eyes open.

And Dream.