(Broken Truth)
I no longer lay awake at night. Now I find myself waking amitst my slumber thinking this
whole time I have been dreaming. Waiting to be woken by him like the princess locked in
the sleeping death. Has the past four years been real or nightmare. I may never know.
Every turn I see his face but what was once a journey hand in hand is separated by a
vale of pain and mistrust. Some one save me from myself.
Written By Nami Sanjo - Posted 05/13/12
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