Stand On

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My friends don’t know it,

And I can never say.

 

Because when their world come tumbling down,

I’m there.

And if not me then someone.

Always.

 

I’m grown up and strong,

The rock they can stand on,

The tree that won’t let them fall.

 

But they don’t know,

That when I’m alone,

 

I’m falling apart.

 

Because I’m always there for them,

But no one is there,

For me…

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