If nothing else, one day you can look someone straight in the eyes and say
"But I lived through it. And it made me who I am today. You are just an echo trailing behind my voice."
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
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I can only hope that the memories will never fade in anyone's mind. Even when we only have glossy covered pictures reminding us of yesterday. If only I had a picture of today from our hearts, for the cover of the scrap book in my mind. Please, paint me a picture of today before tomorrow takes it away.
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