Friday, April 04, 2008 Y 11:34 pm
and i still, hold your hand in mine when i'm asleep
sometimes the truth is the only thing that can set you free.
even if it hurts or burns.
sometimes you don't like what you hear. sometimes you think with the truth you could change someone. the truth can't, anyway.
so i'll be here sitting with you
until you decide to leave me.
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