The Hand You Hold
When your down, I mean really down. You tend to dig yourself a hole and just sit there. And that is fine, I had my own hole once and I thought I would never leave. So when your in this hole I know you do not want to leave. You want to be there in the darkness for a while. But when I reach down my hand into your darkness... I do not want to help you out. Not until you are ready to get up. I'm not giving you a hand up, I'm simply giving you a hand to hold.
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