I can hold back heaven for half a day, maybe more. I can hold back hell for one full week, a month at most, the days in the calendar clicking. I can hold back my heart for half a year for one full year, for two, for three-- I can stop the clocks and burn the books, forget my name, forget yours too. But let me stitch you back together, let me find the seam and close it.
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|Date:||Jun 22, 2009|
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