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Wednesday, 4 June 2008


It hurts the most when it hurts no longer.

When the truth hurts, would you keep it from somebody who had to know, or would you be totally honest and... confess?


When you knew it was nothing but a past, would you move on, or would you find yourself rethinking of same issues?


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Somebody, teach me how to pretend nothing's happened...

Somebody, take my hands and guide me through...

Somebody, protect me from the perils of the trusting the wrong ones...

Struggling to get out of what I hoped to be a nightmare...


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But the truth is in fact, the truth. No use hiding from anyone. No use putting up a false front.

Random thoughts gushing in; it's impossible to journalise in entirety.



Can you hear my pleas, my fears and sense my tears...? Will you give me the assurance I need?
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