Can anyone hear me now?

Sep 13, 2007 15:02

Sitting alone in the dark of a stadium
He whispers his secrets into a cheap guitar
With the flick of his wrist he turns words into melodies
Chords into church bells, fill up the allies
Lovers intwine in the heat of the night
And by dawn are apart in the shivering silences
We will pretend
That its all just made up

lovesong writer, thursday

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mistresskittie September 13 2007, 21:59:21 UTC
EEEEEEEEMMMMMOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

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smartcynic September 14 2007, 01:30:41 UTC
pretty much lol

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