Hold My Hand

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You face out on the world, with your smile, and your determination

But, inside, you fear what comes next

You will raise your voice, and you will get mad
But, inside, your fear is stronger and louder.

The mirror tells you the truth,
But, inside, you do not want to face it.

Can someone hold my hand?
Not to crush, but to warm? You say.

Someone to hold your hands on those bad days.

Someone.

Published by ramblingsfromanunpavedmind

I embrace an eclectic life, tastes, and friends. I love to listen to people - to induce speaking of their past. Sometimes, their voices end in my writing. For grammar perfectionists, allow me to apologize in advance, as I write for the casual reader, not the professional. My passions include my family, music, working in electronics, mechanics, stone, and concrete. Better to know a little bit about everything than everything about one thing. Quote from Pascal.

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