segunda-feira, 3 de outubro de 2011

A move

You can talk. Tell me everything you thought, but for some reason you gave up and try to ignore. You can say it out loud. Please don't keep what's inside, I want to hear what's on your mind. It's not a secret, it's not a sin. You can even yell at me. I just want you to be free and never again be afraid of it. And I know it might seem hard, but I'll do my best to make it not. Things get easier when they are clear, and if we want they can turn out to be brighter than sunshine. At least is what I think, the rest is not up to me.

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