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Nov 25, 2006 15:15

sometimes i hold on too tight. and hope that everything will be the same.
sometimes things just can't be held on too... and that is okay, because that is the way things are.
sometimes i wish i could be the one letting go. the one without tears, the one without saddness, and the one smiling.
sometimes i am
sometimes i am not
sometimes i get worked up about things when i shouldn't
like right now.
i need to go home, so i can be held on to tightly.
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