Desperate Whispers

Sometimes the world can be so cold.
You're reaching out but there's no one to hold, just no one to hold.
Maybe i'm just afraid for the truth. 
The truth that I have kept for myself for such a long time.
I know I have to deal with it. Sometime.
But at the moment, I'm just not strong enough.

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