Sep 27, 2010 02:26
You keep telling yourself what you know, but what do you believe? What do you feel?
Guilt.
I feel guilt. No matter what I do, no matter how hopeless I am, no matter how confused, that guilt is always there reminding me the truth.
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She had locked something away. Something deep inside. The truth she had once known, but chose to forget. She could break free.
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You're waiting for a train. A train that will take you far away. You know where you hope that train will take you. But you can't know for sure. But it doesn't matter. Because we'll be together.