I need an auditorium
to whisper some secrets into.
I need a small room
to shout the pure absurdity that I’ve been thinking
I need a place
where I can hug in secret
I need a voice
to caress my mind, agog
I need some solitude
to fly me into those arms
I need the perfect words
to drive me away from broken promises
I need the largest imagination
to tell me what the **** I’m going to do next.
Jun 27, 2010
Jun 27, 2010 at 3:29 PM UTC
I need an auditorium
to whisper some secrets into.
I need a small room
to shout the pure absurdity that I’ve been thinking
I need a place
where I can hug in secret
I need a voice
to caress my mind, agog
I need some solitude
to fly me into those arms
I need the perfect words
to drive me away from broken promises
I need the largest imagination
to tell me what the **** I’m going to do next.
Written By Matthew Cuellar
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