Holding on,
Never letting go.
Letting the past fade,
Throwing away the horrible things you know.
Hanging on to the rope of life.
When you're slipping,
Weighted down by strife.
Call my name,
I will lend you a hand,
To pull you up,
And you're finally able to stand.
And together we'll watch the sun set.
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