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Go to sleep A world on the mind So many secrets To be found in time Wish for more In a world of redundancy Don't believe everything That you see on T.V. A secret kept On a pretty pink mouth Just wishing for some way For it to get out Sit on the edge And flirt with danger Live laugh and love And speak to a stranger A whisper Taken on a sudden wind A friendship lost And found again Written words And words never said Trapped inside Of someone's hurting head A strum of a guitar and a lyric sung A soul unraveled And thoughts undone A shy smile Come to light A lonely child Afraid of the night A sudden beat In a heart's desire A bottle smashed A raging fire A swingset Sitting all alone A missing item To the world unknown A burning want For the things unmentioned A lowered voice To catch your attention A glance to the sides And cautious words The power there To heal or to hurt Secrets are kept And secrets are told Some of them new Most of them old In the shadow of the day And the whisper of the wind Your secrets wait To be found again
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Dec 11, 2010
Dec 11, 2010 at 6:42 AM UTC
Secrets
Go to sleep A world on the mind So many secrets To be found in time Wish for more In a world of redundancy Don't believe everything That you see on T.V. A secret kept On a pretty pink mouth Just wishing for some way For it to get out Sit on the edge And flirt with danger Live laugh and love And speak to a stranger A whisper Taken on a sudden wind A friendship lost And found again Written words And words never said Trapped inside Of someone's hurting head A strum of a guitar and a lyric sung A soul unraveled And thoughts undone A shy smile Come to light A lonely child Afraid of the night A sudden beat In a heart's desire A bottle smashed A raging fire A swingset Sitting all alone A missing item To the world unknown A burning want For the things unmentioned A lowered voice To catch your attention A glance to the sides And cautious words The power there To heal or to hurt Secrets are kept And secrets are told Some of them new Most of them old In the shadow of the day And the whisper of the wind Your secrets wait To be found again
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Dec 11, 2010
Dec 11, 2010 at 6:42 AM UTC
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