Hold on tight,
to whatever you can,
it's a loss,
if you become a broken man,
no secrets here,
the tragedies are sad,
and pain we feel,
it's excruciatingly bad,
So hold on tight,
and don't let go,
because if you let go,
only bad can fallow,
no secrets here,
just know who you are
be sure to ask for help,
if things go far too far,
depend on me,
and i'll depend on you,
and when you're sad,
i'll help you feel not so blue.
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