It's just the wind blowing through the secrets that we keep.

Nov 15, 2003 03:34

The door slams like a shotgun,
We jump up to our feet.
It's just the wind that's blowing through
The secrets that we keep.
Lord knows I want to want you.
God knows I need to need you.
By the time this love is over,
I'll be sleeping on the street.
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The smile was feigned, a plastered expression that would begin to crack and crumble as soon as the ( Read more... )

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Hm... demonknight November 15 2003, 12:30:55 UTC
::Thinks a moment:: You remember the whole "if you wanna talk call me" thing you told me?? Well, it works both ways, ya know. You have my cell number, I know I probably can't do half the things you've explained on your post, but hell, at least I'm a willing and trusting friend that will listen to you. Take care, cait.

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