Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Secrets
Secrets, like misery, loves company...
We whisper secrets with our best friends in the dark...
we look for comfort where we can find it...
But they pile up and up,
until you don't have room for anything else,
until you feel like you're ready to burst...
Secrets cannot keep inside us,
whatever we are trying to hide,
we are never ready when the truth comes out...
With you, its different...
It's like coming up for fresh air,
I was drowning, and you saved me...
Smoking @ 10:09 AM
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