That I keep hidden out of sight
Walls of pain that I put up
Built to hide me from the light
Could you take away the hurt
If I reached blindly for your hand
Or would you simply turn away
And not want to understand
So many reasons I hold on
None of which I can explain
But my time will one day end
Like a gentle summer rain"
- Parallels, D.L. Whited
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Diet week starts today!
PHOTOSTACK.
For you i'd do anything.
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